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 Liechtenstein and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 PIL to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.

All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gregory Isaacs, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Bobby Hutcherson, Pole, Jesper Dahlbäck, Fear, Marvin Gaye, The United States of America, Roxette, Jerry's Kids, Bizarre Inc., Main Source, The Index, Crash Course in Science, Gian Franco Pienzio, Urselle, Jeru the Damaja, Ossler, Dawn Penn, a-ha, The Litter, Rotary Connection, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Soulsonic Force, Ponytail, Monolake, Pulsallama, Joy Division, Quantec, Dorothy Ashby, The Five Americans, Flamin' Groovies, Robert Hood, Quando Quango, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Warren Ellis, The Moody Blues, Dead Boys, Sun Ra Arkestra, Nas, The Blues Magoos, Piero Umiliani, Malaria!, Visage, The Dead C, Mandrill, Thompson Twins, Tommy Roe, Babytalk, Blossom Toes, Drexciya, Bang On A Can, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, DeepChord presents Echospace, Magma, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Kinks, World's Most, the Germs, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Terrestrial Tones, Terry Callier, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.

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)