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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet 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 Alton Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.

All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Golliwogs, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Motions, Mark Hollis, Peter & Gordon, Ornette Coleman, Aloha Tigers, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Sandy B, Roxette, Erykah Badu, 8 Eyed Spy, New Order, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Jacob Miller, Sexual Harrassment, The Litter, The Black Dice, Lower 48, Heavy D & The Boyz, Hasil Adkins, U.S. Maple, Average White Band, The Gap Band, The Grass Roots, Organ, Stetsasonic, The Searchers, Scan 7, Soul Sonic Force, The Gladiators, Sugar Minott, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Motorama, Jesper Dahlback, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Metal Thangz, Pantytec, The Zeros, Fluxion, Grandmaster Flash, UT, Yazoo, Connie Case, Flash Fearless, Laurel Aitken, Joe Finger, Grey Daturas, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, John Coltrane, Mad Mike, Liliput, 48th St. Collective, Pagans, Crooked Eye, John Holt, Supertramp, Babytalk, The Barracudas, Sixth Finger, Tim Buckley, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.

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)