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 Australia and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fear to the grime 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.

All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Warren Ellis, Tomorrow, Kerri Chandler, The J.B.'s, Prince Buster, EPMD, Animal Collective, Flipper, Echospace, Darondo, John Foxx, Sexual Harrassment, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Jacob Miller, Black Bananas, Tim Buckley, Bobby Womack, The Offenders, Jesper Dahlback, Rekid, Jesper Dahlbäck, Agitation Free, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, the Bar-Kays, Intrusion, Duran Duran, the Slits, The Martian, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Electric Prunes, Throbbing Gristle, Urselle, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Radiohead, The United States of America, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Joensuu 1685, DJ Sneak, Sandy B, Jandek, Malaria!, Severed Heads, Brass Construction, Magazine, The Pop Group, Cabaret Voltaire, London Community Gospel Choir, Interpol, Louis and Bebe Barron, Bad Manners, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Ten City, Eve St. Jones, Can, The Leaves, Cymande, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, New Order, Subhumans, Ohio Players, Oppenheimer Analysis, Rufus Thomas, The Young Rascals, Lower 48, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.

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)