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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.

All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.

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

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

LL Cool J, X-102, Kango’s Stein Massive, Fifty Foot Hose, The Angels of Light, Accadde A, Jerry's Kids, Pole, Lightning Bolt, Soulsonic Force, Sound Behaviour, Deakin, Ludus, The Motions, The Neon Judgement, Crispian St. Peters, Minutemen, Todd Terry, The Sisters of Mercy, Intrusion, The Index, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Cybotron, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Index, Fort Wilson Riot, Joy Division, The Remains, Selector Dub Narcotic, Fela Kuti, Lou Reed & John Cale, Eurythmics, Rosa Yemen, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Adolescents, The Selecter, Quantec, Howard Jones, Josef K, Television Personalities, Negative Approach, Boogie Down Productions, Ornette Coleman, Barbara Tucker, Neu!, Excepter, Mad Mike, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Cecil Taylor, Beasts of Bourbon, Funky Four + One, Qualms, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Deepchord, Maleditus Sound, Stereo Dub, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.

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)