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 Brazil and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Matthew Halsall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.

All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

OOIOO, Moby Grape, Vainqueur, Sight & Sound, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sugar Minott, Talk Talk, Circle Jerks, Heaven 17, Pylon, Byron Stingily, Easy Going, Rosa Yemen, Donny Hathaway, Chris Corsano, Oblivians, Bobby Womack, Danielle Patucci, One Last Wish, Mantronix, Erykah Badu, Marine Girls, Newcleus, Gil Scott Heron, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Kevin Saunderson, Essential Logic, Reagan Youth, the Human League, The Gap Band, Wolf Eyes, Thee Headcoats, Blancmange, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Second Layer, Pole, Sad Lovers and Giants, Soulsonic Force, Terrestrial Tones, Alison Limerick, Matthew Halsall, Subhumans, Throbbing Gristle, Erasure, Stiv Bators, Lee Hazlewood, Deadbeat, Lou Reed & Metallica, Rakim, Country Joe & The Fish, Beasts of Bourbon, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Young Rascals, The Invisible, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Deepchord, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Spandau Ballet, Fat Boys, Boz Scaggs, Malaria!, Alphaville, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.

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)