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 Burundi and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ice-T to the jazz 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.

All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

China Crisis, The Fall, Lucky Dragons, Nick Fraelich, Vladislav Delay, June Days, Fad Gadget, Steve Hackett, Sister Nancy, Fatback Band, Patti Smith, Tomorrow, Anthony Braxton, Camouflage, Pagans, Big Daddy Kane, The Red Krayola, Harmonia, Eric B and Rakim, Bizarre Inc., Todd Rundgren, Idris Muhammad, Flamin' Groovies, Hashim, In Retrospect, Nik Kershaw, CMW, The Leaves, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Accadde A, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Banda Bassotti, Andrew Hill, The Fire Engines, the Association, Louis and Bebe Barron, Alton Ellis, Radio Birdman, Piero Umiliani, Letta Mbulu, Nils Olav, the Slits, Bobby Womack, Howard Jones, The Blackbyrds, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Model 500, Frankie Knuckles, The Velvet Underground, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Massinfluence, The Selecter, Scott Walker, The Fuzztones, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Funky Four + One, The Beau Brummels, The Offenders, The Last Poets, The Barracudas, Cymande, Blancmange, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.

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)