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 Micronesia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lalann to the punk 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.

All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Chrome, Barbara Tucker, Parry Music, Grauzone, Liliput, Kayak, Mantronix, Ice-T, Yaz, the Fania All-Stars, Absolute Body Control, David Axelrod, Ultimate Spinach, Radiopuhelimet, Theoretical Girls, D'Angelo, Nico, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Girls At Our Best!, H. Thieme, Malaria!, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Robert Wyatt, Mr. Review, Faraquet, Bronski Beat, Ajijia Myrayebe, Lou Reed & John Cale, Trumans Water, Wally Richardson, Pylon, B.T. Express, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Isaac Hayes, Simply Red, Audionom, Al Stewart, Magma, The Skatalites, DeepChord presents Echospace, Gian Franco Pienzio, Piero Umiliani, Soft Cell, Lucky Dragons, The J.B.'s, The Birthday Party, The Mojo Men, Radiohead, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Kurtis Blow, Eric Dolphy, The Human League, Altered Images, Arthur Verocai, Echospace, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Moleskins, Von Mondo, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.

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)