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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry's Kids to the disco 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.

All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Carl Craig, Thompson Twins, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, John Holt, Masters at Work, Agent Orange, Drive Like Jehu, Chrome, The Monochrome Set, The Five Americans, Stereo Dub, Sun Ra Arkestra, Harmonia, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Boogie Down Productions, The Grass Roots, Visage, Con Funk Shun, Pere Ubu, John Foxx, Wally Richardson, B.T. Express, Brass Construction, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Fugazi, Faraquet, Easy Going, Yusef Lateef, Eurythmics, Joe Finger, Andrew Hill, The Raincoats, Cameo, Moss Icon, The Evens, the Normal, Cluster, Anthony Braxton, Jandek, Eve St. Jones, Lebanon Hanover, Pharoah Sanders, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Barclay James Harvest, Leonard Cohen, Sad Lovers and Giants, Maleditus Sound, The Angels of Light, Throbbing Gristle, Aswad, Pierre Henry, Eddi Front, Smog, Altered Images, Camouflage, Dennis Brown, Faust, Parry Music, Anakelly, Selector Dub Narcotic, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.

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)