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 Malawi and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sight & Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.

All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Dark Day, The Trojans, Crispy Ambulance, Howard Jones, Dennis Brown, Youth Brigade, Brothers Johnson, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lou Reed, Bobby Womack, Freddie Wadling, John Foxx, Underground Resistance, Whodini, Chris Corsano, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, A Flock of Seagulls, Camberwell Now, Gil Scott Heron, Television, Index, The Index, Steve Hackett, The Human League, Little Man, Harry Pussy, Bob Dylan, Alphaville, Gabor Szabo, Infiniti, The Real Kids, Fear, Josef K, Junior Murvin, Cameo, Marshall Jefferson, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, ABBA, The Mummies, Crispian St. Peters, DeepChord presents Echospace, Frankie Knuckles, Soul Sonic Force, These Immortal Souls, Bobby Byrd, Lower 48, Carl Craig, Unrelated Segments, Ludus, Make Up, Johnny Clarke, The Selecter, Fugazi, Sound Behaviour, Man Eating Sloth, DNA, Camouflage, Heavy D & The Boyz, Saccharine Trust, Marmalade, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, LL Cool J, Bizarre Inc., John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.

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)