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 Bhutan and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 Talk Talk to the punk 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.

All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale 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?

Television Personalities, Banda Bassotti, Pole, Roxy Music, June Days, Amazonics, Rhythm & Sound, CMW, Porter Ricks, Scientists, Technova, Bootsy Collins, Depeche Mode, Kurtis Blow, The Slits, The Mojo Men, The Red Krayola, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Sly & The Family Stone, the Bar-Kays, Tomorrow, Pantytec, Nirvana, T. Rex, Gichy Dan, Lower 48, Kerri Chandler, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Intrusion, Royal Trux, Pet Shop Boys, Skaos, kango's stein massive, Duran Duran, The Sisters of Mercy, Pierre Henry, Sun City Girls, Bizarre Inc., The Blues Magoos, Yusef Lateef, Zapp, E-Dancer, Nik Kershaw, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Maurizio, Andrew Hill, Swans, The Slackers, The Fortunes, Camouflage, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Cybotron, Can, The Gories, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, B.T. Express, the Fania All-Stars, Girls At Our Best!, Lindisfarne, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Soulsonic Force, Alison Limerick, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.

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)