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 Fiji and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 cv313 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.

All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Associates, Delon & Dalcan, Alphaville, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Suicide, Bronski Beat, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, MC5, Patti Smith, Jeff Lynne, Mantronix, Rapeman, The Sisters of Mercy, Fluxion, Frankie Knuckles, Cameo, Sunsets and Hearts, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Walker Brothers, Lyres, Derrick Morgan, Easy Going, Gang Starr, Leonard Cohen, The Raincoats, Rufus Thomas, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, DNA, 48th St. Collective, The Barracudas, The Martian, Kas Product, The Evens, Public Enemy, Shoche, Kurtis Blow, Guru Guru, Wasted Youth, Ronan, Deakin, Pharoah Sanders, Alison Limerick, Bobbi Humphrey, Yusef Lateef, Louis and Bebe Barron, F. McDonald, Be Bop Deluxe, OOIOO, Johnny Osbourne, DeepChord presents Echospace, Kerrie Biddell, The Techniques, Thompson Twins, Cluster, Dorothy Ashby, Neil Young, Skarface, Minnie Riperton, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.

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)