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 Ecuador and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Jeff Lynne to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.

All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly 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?

Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, ABC, Crispian St. Peters, Funkadelic, James Chance & The Contortions, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Shadows of Knight, Marmalade, K-Klass, Sarah Menescal, Colin Newman, Flamin' Groovies, The Remains, Amon Düül, Sight & Sound, U.S. Maple, Liliput, DJ Sneak, Tres Demented, Donny Hathaway, Bush Tetras, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, June Days, Gabor Szabo, Eyeless In Gaza, E-Dancer, Neu!, Pussy Galore, The Dave Clark Five, Absolute Body Control, Robert Görl, New Order, Blake Baxter, Alton Ellis, Brass Construction, London Community Gospel Choir, Junior Murvin, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Ajijia Myrayebe, Johnny Osbourne, Bronski Beat, Lightning Bolt, The Searchers, Half Japanese, Goldenarms, Bobby Byrd, Graham Central Station, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Marcia Griffiths, Deepchord, Skarface, Wings, Sister Nancy, Boredoms, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Durutti Column, Bauhaus, Soulsonic Force, Con Funk Shun, Stiv Bators, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.

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)