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 Iceland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gregory Isaacs to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.

All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

DJ Sneak, Youth Brigade, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Talk Talk, Sällskapet, Grandmaster Flash, Moebius, Sun City Girls, Bobbi Humphrey, DeepChord presents Echospace, Flash Fearless, The Blackbyrds, Warsaw, Quantec, the Human League, T.S.O.L., the Normal, Gregory Isaacs, The Mighty Diamonds, Neu!, Pet Shop Boys, Don Cherry, Clear Light, Jeff Lynne, The Litter, Andrew Hill, Moss Icon, John Cale, the Soft Cell, John Holt, Black Flag, Rekid, Groovy Waters, The Dead C, Johnny Clarke, Rod Modell, Khruangbin, Urselle, Ken Boothe, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Godley & Creme, Harpers Bizarre, DNA, Bootsy's Rubber Band, It's A Beautiful Day, Flamin' Groovies, Pantaleimon, Rites of Spring, Icehouse, The Count Five, Lebanon Hanover, Scientists, Bauhaus, The Real Kids, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Dennis Brown, Lungfish, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The American Breed, Television, Echospace, Piero Umiliani, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.

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)