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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dave Gahan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.

All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

cv313, Joe Smooth, Matthew Halsall, Louis and Bebe Barron, The Fortunes, The Smoke, David Bowie, Siglo XX, Gian Franco Pienzio, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Golliwogs, Aaron Thompson, 10cc, Hot Snakes, The Chocolate Watch Band, Alphaville, Young Marble Giants, R.M.O., Procol Harum, The Kinks, FM Einheit, Joyce Sims, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, John Cale, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Q65, Funkadelic, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Pantytec, Negative Approach, Dawn Penn, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Von Mondo, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Newcleus, EPMD, Dorothy Ashby, Hoover, Slave, Jerry Gold Smith, Eurythmics, Yazoo, Warsaw, Banda Bassotti, Depeche Mode, Dave Gahan, Agitation Free, Accadde A, Isaac Hayes, Magma, Guru Guru, Animal Collective, Black Moon, Bad Manners, Groovy Waters, Joey Negro, Selector Dub Narcotic, Alison Limerick, Pulsallama, Zapp, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.

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)