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 Italy and from New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Moody Blues to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.

All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Beasts of Bourbon, Gian Franco Pienzio, Silicon Teens, Davy DMX, James White and The Blacks, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Motorama, Godley & Creme, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, The Offenders, Funkadelic, Be Bop Deluxe, Cybotron, The Royal Family And The Poor, Crispian St. Peters, Eli Mardock, The Skatalites, Procol Harum, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Sly & The Family Stone, Harmonia, Gong, Kaleidoscope, The Golliwogs, Dawn Penn, Scott Walker, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, June of 44, David McCallum, Roxette, Kings Of Tomorrow, Brick, Marine Girls, Sarah Menescal, Girls At Our Best!, The Detroit Cobras, Ludus, In Retrospect, Nirvana, Ituana, Ash Ra Tempel, Sound Behaviour, Jimmy McGriff, Echo & the Bunnymen, Dennis Brown, Erykah Badu, Roxy Music, Niagra, Rotary Connection, Derrick Morgan, Aloha Tigers, Ossler, Joey Negro, Terrestrial Tones, LL Cool J, Man Eating Sloth, Fear, Ten City, Vainqueur, Symarip, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.

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)