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 China and from Toronto.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Stooges to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.

All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Liliput, Pet Shop Boys, Mad Mike, Shoche, The Modern Lovers, The Royal Family And The Poor, Sound Behaviour, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Cluster, Sixth Finger, 10cc, Negative Approach, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Jeff Mills, Popol Vuh, Eli Mardock, a-ha, The Tremeloes, F. McDonald, Joe Smooth, John Foxx, Lou Reed, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Country Teasers, Rod Modell, Panda Bear, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Boredoms, June Days, Junior Murvin, The Walker Brothers, Ken Boothe, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Andrew Hill, the Swans, Jimmy McGriff, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Lalann, Bang On A Can, The Evens, Black Moon, Slick Rick, Pagans, Kerrie Biddell, The Young Rascals, Grauzone, Lou Reed & John Cale, Outsiders, Erykah Badu, These Immortal Souls, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Massinfluence, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, China Crisis, Pylon, Flash Fearless, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Sun City Girls, Inner City, Kool Moe Dee, Liaisons Dangereuses, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.

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)