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 Ghana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Techniques to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.

All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sonny Sharrock, Gregory Isaacs, Eric Copeland, The Fire Engines, Visage, Severed Heads, Hashim, Metal Thangz, Joey Negro, kango's stein massive, The Human League, Connie Case, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Bluetip, The Selecter, The Move, Arab on Radar, Joe Smooth, Little Man, Dead Boys, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Sunsets and Hearts, the Human League, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Fela Kuti, The Skatalites, Aloha Tigers, Suicide, Ponytail, The Birthday Party, Newcleus, Cameo, Outsiders, Negative Approach, Niagra, World's Most, Pet Shop Boys, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Deepchord, The Knickerbockers, Fear, Pole, Main Source, The Zeros, Cybotron, DJ Sneak, Moby Grape, Mr. Review, R.M.O., Donald Byrd, The American Breed, Heaven 17, Johnny Osbourne, Joe Finger, Steve Hackett, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Sandy B, Fort Wilson Riot, 10cc, Make Up, Terry Callier, The Motions, Brand Nubian, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.

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)