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 Somalia and from Manila.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Can to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.

All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

LL Cool J, Drexciya, Yellowson, The Seeds, The Young Rascals, Oneida, A Certain Ratio, The Detroit Cobras, Chris & Cosey, FM Einheit, Severed Heads, Bobbi Humphrey, Arcadia, The Grass Roots, Todd Rundgren, Kool Moe Dee, Underground Resistance, The Moleskins, Alphaville, Heavy D & The Boyz, Jesper Dahlbäck, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Duran Duran, CMW, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Cluster, The Move, Dual Sessions, Cymande, New York Dolls, Procol Harum, Angry Samoans, The Evens, The Barracudas, The Fuzztones, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Names, L. Decosne, The Misunderstood, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Minny Pops, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Hot Snakes, Japan, Reagan Youth, Marc Almond, Carl Craig, Hoover, Massinfluence, The Selecter, Soul Sonic Force, Aloha Tigers, Sonny Sharrock, DeepChord presents Echospace, the Bar-Kays, Kaleidoscope, Juan Atkins, Subhumans, Skaos, Soul II Soul, Index, Wasted Youth, Lalann, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.

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)