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 Latvia and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 Delon & Dalcan to the funk 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.

All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sonny Sharrock, Half Japanese, Morten Harket, Echo & the Bunnymen, Bauhaus, Pylon, FM Einheit, Joey Negro, The Alarm Clocks, Chris & Cosey, The Divine Comedy, Pole, Johnny Clarke, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, L. Decosne, Larry & the Blue Notes, Ralphi Rosario, Eurythmics, Don Cherry, Ronnie Foster, The Busters, Dawn Penn, Tears for Fears, A Flock of Seagulls, Porter Ricks, The Royal Family And The Poor, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, The Litter, Matthew Halsall, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Archie Shepp, Agitation Free, Ajijia Myrayebe, Lee Hazlewood, Masters at Work, Glenn Branca, Robert Wyatt, World's Most, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Lightning Bolt, Jandek, Deepchord, Carl Craig, Shuggie Otis, Fugazi, Gang Starr, Au Pairs, Quadrant, X-102, Matthew Bourne, Zero Boys, The Fire Engines, Magma, New Order, Adolescents, Nas, Grandmaster Flash, Moebius, Ash Ra Tempel, Aswad, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Fall, H. Thieme, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.

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)