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 Belarus and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Colin Newman to the techno 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.

All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Magazine, Flipper, The Selecter, The Blackbyrds, Bill Wells, DJ Style, Nils Olav, JFA, Graham Central Station, The Red Krayola, Con Funk Shun, MDC, La Düsseldorf, Michelle Simonal, CMW, Quando Quango, Essential Logic, The Velvet Underground, Don Cherry, The Techniques, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Bizarre Inc., Larry & the Blue Notes, 8 Eyed Spy, The Buckinghams, Groovy Waters, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Brass Construction, Alphaville, Marvin Gaye, World's Most, T.S.O.L., Bauhaus, Ultravox, Agent Orange, Tom Boy, Mandrill, Severed Heads, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Move, Sandy B, Royal Trux, The Misunderstood, Gang of Four, The Gap Band, Nick Fraelich, The Leaves, Sam Rivers, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Sarah Menescal, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Tubeway Army, Fluxion, Jerry's Kids, Massinfluence, 10cc, Scott Walker, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.

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)