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 Swaziland and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stereo Dub to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.

All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ituana, The Misunderstood, Oblivians, Agitation Free, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Crispy Ambulance, The New Christs, Davy DMX, It's A Beautiful Day, Agent Orange, Quando Quango, The Mummies, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Jacob Miller, Talk Talk, Avey Tare, Aswad, Warsaw, John Foxx, Suburban Knight, Smog, Kayak, Bang On A Can, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Alice Coltrane, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, The Alarm Clocks, Saccharine Trust, Glenn Branca, A Flock of Seagulls, Make Up, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Patti Smith, Duran Duran, Quantec, Kool Moe Dee, The Detroit Cobras, Sound Behaviour, Spoonie Gee, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rakim, Niagra, The Grass Roots, Ultra Naté, Slave, The Toasters, Lalann, AZ, Ultramagnetic MC's, Gong, Rotary Connection, Thompson Twins, The Zeros, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Urselle, Scientists, Hot Snakes, Todd Rundgren, A Certain Ratio, Sexual Harrassment, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.

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)