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 Macedonia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 a-ha to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.

All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Mummies, Camouflage, Rakim, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Grandmaster Flash, Rod Modell, Marc Almond, Slave, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The New Christs, Swans, Sam Rivers, Y Pants, Mo-Dettes, The Monks, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Derrick May, Angry Samoans, Moss Icon, Easy Going, Curtis Mayfield, Soft Cell, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Morten Harket, Nick Fraelich, Al Stewart, Suicide, Pylon, Intrusion, Thompson Twins, Shoche, Ultra Naté, Country Joe & The Fish, Black Pus, Bootsy Collins, Q and Not U, The Human League, Alton Ellis, Soulsonic Force, Index, Godley & Creme, Camberwell Now, Hardrive, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Blossom Toes, Junior Murvin, The Raincoats, Bobby Womack, New York Dolls, David Bowie, The Dave Clark Five, Siouxsie and the Banshees, kango's stein massive, The Index, MDC, Gabor Szabo, Trumans Water, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Marmalade, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Flamin' Groovies, Q65, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.

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)