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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sonics to the techno 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.

All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ultramagnetic MC's, Altered Images, The Knickerbockers, John Foxx, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Reuben Wilson, Junior Murvin, Gong, Ronnie Foster, Pole, Swans, Stereo Dub, Matthew Halsall, Scion, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Rakim, The Electric Prunes, Flipper, The Motions, Warren Ellis, Soft Cell, Q and Not U, Sly & The Family Stone, Lungfish, The Doobie Brothers, The Shadows of Knight, CMW, Sun City Girls, Tomorrow, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Second Layer, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Rapeman, Guru Guru, Eddi Front, Basic Channel, Unrelated Segments, Faraquet, the Swans, Drive Like Jehu, Deepchord, Barrington Levy, Flamin' Groovies, Gastr Del Sol, Eve St. Jones, Spoonie Gee, Donny Hathaway, Ken Boothe, Lyres, The Gories, a-ha, H. Thieme, Royal Trux, The Sisters of Mercy, Amon Düül, FM Einheit, Michelle Simonal, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Blossom Toes, Stiv Bators, 48th St. Collective, Judy Mowatt, The Cosmic Jokers, Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.

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)