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 Malta and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Sparks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.

All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Zero Boys, Yellowson, The Skatalites, Negative Approach, Smog, Thompson Twins, T.S.O.L., Roy Ayers, The Smiths, The Sound, Bizarre Inc., Man Eating Sloth, Talk Talk, Drexciya, Jeru the Damaja, Main Source, JFA, KRS-One, The Move, Alison Limerick, Warren Ellis, James White and The Blacks, Jesper Dahlbäck, Neil Young, Radio Birdman, Sarah Menescal, R.M.O., Lebanon Hanover, Ice-T, Isaac Hayes, Rufus Thomas, Derrick May, Freddie Wadling, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Pet Shop Boys, Harpers Bizarre, The Selecter, Minnie Riperton, Swans, Ken Boothe, The J.B.'s, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Silicon Teens, Pere Ubu, Scion, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Bill Wells, Fat Boys, Dead Boys, Erasure, Colin Newman, Mars, Leonard Cohen, The Toasters, ABBA, Ultravox, Bush Tetras, Soft Machine, In Retrospect, The Names, Crime, Ralphi Rosario, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.

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)