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 Denmark and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.

All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Cluster, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Nik Kershaw, Soulsonic Force, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, the Sonics, Sugar Minott, Supertramp, Yusef Lateef, Eurythmics, Negative Approach, David Axelrod, Glambeats Corp., 8 Eyed Spy, B.T. Express, Rekid, Electric Light Orchestra, Johnny Osbourne, Ken Boothe, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lakeside, La Düsseldorf, Harmonia, Siglo XX, The Motions, Dennis Brown, Alphaville, Barclay James Harvest, The Birthday Party, Tim Buckley, Pere Ubu, David McCallum, Black Bananas, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Swell Maps, The Grass Roots, Soul Sonic Force, One Last Wish, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Black Dice, Rakim, John Coltrane, Underground Resistance, Bobbi Humphrey, Pylon, Kenny Larkin, Royal Trux, The Happenings, The Mighty Diamonds, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Echo & the Bunnymen, Minny Pops, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Jeru the Damaja, Echospace, Marvin Gaye, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Darondo, the Swans, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.

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)