Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Yemen and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by David Axelrod. All the underground hits.

All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Gichy Dan, Radio Birdman, UT, Jesper Dahlback, Roger Hodgson, Brothers Johnson, Tomorrow, The Young Rascals, Tears for Fears, Metal Thangz, Swans, Bobby Hutcherson, James White and The Blacks, Skriet, Au Pairs, The Birthday Party, Hashim, Joyce Sims, The Move, Stereo Dub, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Fall, B.T. Express, Kenny Larkin, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Alarm Clocks, The Stooges, Lakeside, Soul Sonic Force, K-Klass, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Dorothy Ashby, Be Bop Deluxe, Monolake, the Swans, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Ultimate Spinach, Sex Pistols, Angry Samoans, Arcadia, Fat Boys, Camouflage, Jeru the Damaja, Black Sheep, Susan Cadogan, Cal Tjader, Slave, Siglo XX, David McCallum, The Vogues, Motorama, Khruangbin, Danielle Patucci, Cabaret Voltaire, Clear Light, Lindisfarne, The Angels of Light, kango's stein massive, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)