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 Mexico and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Adolescents to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.

All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Half Japanese, Aural Exciters, Cheater Slicks, The Dead C, Robert Wyatt, Matthew Halsall, Drexciya, Althea and Donna, Tomorrow, Urselle, Iggy Pop, JFA, Sad Lovers and Giants, Delon & Dalcan, Icehouse, The Moody Blues, The Neon Judgement, LL Cool J, Whodini, Warren Ellis, DNA, The Vogues, Tears for Fears, Wolf Eyes, DJ Sneak, Underground Resistance, Ralphi Rosario, 8 Eyed Spy, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, The Music Machine, Barry Ungar, The Royal Family And The Poor, Eli Mardock, Deakin, Q and Not U, Aloha Tigers, Reagan Youth, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Robert Görl, The Seeds, Massinfluence, Quando Quango, Scion, Louis and Bebe Barron, Hot Snakes, Alphaville, Basic Channel, Dawn Penn, Kevin Saunderson, OOIOO, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Derrick Morgan, The Last Poets, Lucky Dragons, Joe Smooth, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Country Teasers, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Standells, Soulsonic Force, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.

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)