Infinitely Losing My Edge

Generate another   or   share this link  

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 Honduras and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Tropical Tobacco to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.

All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Bootsy Collins, Drexciya, Black Moon, David Bowie, X-102, Ronan, Nirvana, Electric Prunes, John Coltrane, Rapeman, Gichy Dan, Zapp, Scott Walker, The Tremeloes, Ralphi Rosario, Mr. Review, Aloha Tigers, Sällskapet, Hardrive, The Sound, Sunsets and Hearts, Liaisons Dangereuses, Eve St. Jones, The Gap Band, Judy Mowatt, Bang on a Can All-Stars, OOIOO, Bluetip, Davy DMX, Sonny Sharrock, Crispy Ambulance, Skriet, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Robert Hood, The Remains, Maleditus Sound, MDC, Porter Ricks, Kool Moe Dee, The Vogues, Brothers Johnson, The Modern Lovers, U.S. Maple, The Zeros, Amon Düül, B.T. Express, Visage, Connie Case, David Axelrod, Deakin, DNA, June of 44, Gastr Del Sol, Erasure, Janne Schatter, Chrome, Dual Sessions, The Slackers, Man Parrish, Reuben Wilson, Isaac Hayes, June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.

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)