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 Greece and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 Quando Quango to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.

All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Flipper, Davy DMX, Cluster, Soul II Soul, Gian Franco Pienzio, Iggy Pop, Hardrive, Section 25, Siouxsie and the Banshees, New York Dolls, Crash Course in Science, The Pretty Things, Dark Day, Electric Prunes, Rapeman, Radiohead, Moby Grape, Animal Collective, Circle Jerks, Pagans, The Selecter, Stiv Bators, Talk Talk, Adolescents, Television, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, A Certain Ratio, Warren Ellis, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Golliwogs, Pantaleimon, Al Stewart, cv313, Rhythm & Sound, Liliput, Girls At Our Best!, Matthew Halsall, John Cale, 8 Eyed Spy, Kevin Saunderson, Max Romeo, Whodini, The Zeros, Wire, The Move, Suburban Knight, Don Cherry, Boz Scaggs, Kings Of Tomorrow, Eurythmics, Crispian St. Peters, Sonny Sharrock, Jesper Dahlbäck, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Schoolly D, Bob Dylan, Selector Dub Narcotic, Minutemen, The Young Rascals, Joensuu 1685, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.

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)