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 Montenegro and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gun Club to the disco 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.

All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Major Organ And The Adding Machine, CMW, Public Image Ltd., Schoolly D, Man Eating Sloth, The Fall, Royal Trux, Girls At Our Best!, Heaven 17, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Bad Manners, Brothers Johnson, Das Ding, Intrusion, MDC, Crime, Joe Smooth, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Vainqueur, Agitation Free, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, DeepChord presents Echospace, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Glambeats Corp., Erasure, The Barracudas, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The Happenings, Minutemen, Pussy Galore, Infiniti, Pet Shop Boys, The Velvet Underground, Lower 48, Jeff Lynne, The Stooges, Audionom, Cluster, Traffic Nightmare, Eve St. Jones, Wire, Warsaw, Sandy B, Supertramp, F. McDonald, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Roxy Music, The Residents, Gastr Del Sol, Soul Sonic Force, Trumans Water, Flamin' Groovies, E-Dancer, Ken Boothe, The Associates, Ponytail, Idris Muhammad, Metal Thangz, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.

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)