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 Kosovo and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Shuggie Otis to the grime 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.

All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bobby Hutcherson, Marc Almond, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Larry & the Blue Notes, Deadbeat, Ice-T, Gabor Szabo, Massinfluence, The Skatalites, Albert Ayler, Shuggie Otis, The Tremeloes, Gian Franco Pienzio, Chris & Cosey, Pere Ubu, Neil Young, Zapp, Infiniti, The Zeros, The Last Poets, Bauhaus, Fluxion, The Stooges, Delon & Dalcan, Sixth Finger, Accadde A, Susan Cadogan, Sällskapet, MC5, The J.B.'s, OOIOO, Bang On A Can, A Certain Ratio, Slick Rick, Malaria!, Section 25, Goldenarms, Rakim, The Knickerbockers, Idris Muhammad, Echospace, Average White Band, Bad Manners, Nico, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Neu!, The Smiths, The Wake, Sugar Minott, Danielle Patucci, Basic Channel, Sad Lovers and Giants, Buzzcocks, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Trojans, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Grey Daturas, Ajijia Myrayebe, David McCallum, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.

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)