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 Panama and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba 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 Thompson Twins to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.

All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Audionom, Dennis Brown, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Y Pants, Funky Four + One, The Fugs, Delta 5, Lightning Bolt, Circle Jerks, Scan 7, Zapp, The Music Machine, Black Bananas, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Five Americans, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Blossom Toes, Gang of Four, Eli Mardock, kango's stein massive, Theoretical Girls, Tubeway Army, Amon Düül II, MDC, Sight & Sound, Judy Mowatt, Dark Day, Barbara Tucker, The Real Kids, Rakim, Yusef Lateef, The Cowsills, Bizarre Inc., Beasts of Bourbon, Liaisons Dangereuses, Heavy D & The Boyz, Depeche Mode, Moss Icon, Eve St. Jones, Q and Not U, The Smoke, Be Bop Deluxe, Throbbing Gristle, Faraquet, Arab on Radar, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Whodini, Ituana, Donny Hathaway, Black Sheep, Accadde A, David Bowie, The Zeros, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Chocolate Watch Band, Sister Nancy, Crispy Ambulance, Lou Reed & Metallica, Maleditus Sound, Marine Girls, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.

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)