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 Gabon and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Agent Orange to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.

All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Flash Fearless, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Blues Magoos, Monolake, Gerry Rafferty, Camouflage, Pulsallama, Model 500, Au Pairs, Duran Duran, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Bootsy Collins, Henry Cow, the Human League, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Slick Rick, Dennis Brown, Newcleus, Ken Boothe, Patti Smith, EPMD, The Angels of Light, The Slits, Moss Icon, The Red Krayola, The Leaves, Blancmange, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Litter, Wasted Youth, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Godley & Creme, Sight & Sound, Erasure, Jerry's Kids, Girls At Our Best!, Neil Young, Excepter, Oblivians, Oneida, Cecil Taylor, Gang Gang Dance, PIL, Stereo Dub, Jeff Lynne, Livin' Joy, Schoolly D, Rites of Spring, Zapp, Cybotron, Sugar Minott, Pole, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Move, Eurythmics, The Beau Brummels, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Skriet, Black Pus, Television, Tres Demented, The Doors, The Standells, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.

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)