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 Uzbekistan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Shuggie Otis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.

All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Faraquet, The Cosmic Jokers, Icehouse, Mantronix, Massinfluence, Archie Shepp, Dave Gahan, Spoonie Gee, Clear Light, The Slackers, Pet Shop Boys, MDC, Black Sheep, Supertramp, Jesper Dahlbäck, Minny Pops, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Aaron Thompson, Alton Ellis, Thompson Twins, The Seeds, Porter Ricks, Q and Not U, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, cv313, Sister Nancy, Y Pants, Bush Tetras, Terrestrial Tones, Laurel Aitken, The Cure, Carl Craig, The Happenings, Gabor Szabo, 8 Eyed Spy, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Stooges, The Cramps, Ossler, Khruangbin, Boogie Down Productions, Oppenheimer Analysis, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Techniques, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Sound, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Lalann, June Days, Lou Reed & John Cale, The New Christs, Vainqueur, Crispy Ambulance, Jeru the Damaja, Gian Franco Pienzio, PIL, Ornette Coleman, The Blues Magoos, Althea and Donna, MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.

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)