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 Somalia and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Mojo Men to the electroclash 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.

All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gastr Del Sol, Loose Ends, Fugazi, Los Fastidios, The Litter, Graham Central Station, Ronan, The Moody Blues, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Television Personalities, Skaos, Ultra Naté, D'Angelo, Sun Ra Arkestra, Oblivians, The Happenings, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Eurythmics, Mars, Excepter, Crispian St. Peters, Flash Fearless, Ituana, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Absolute Body Control, The United States of America, Sällskapet, The Stooges, Rufus Thomas, H. Thieme, Aswad, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Nirvana, MDC, Isaac Hayes, Talk Talk, Derrick May, The Leaves, Sun Ra, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Minnie Riperton, Grandmaster Flash, Arab on Radar, Minutemen, Sixth Finger, KRS-One, The Dead C, Quantec, Ossler, Model 500, The Angels of Light, Bizarre Inc., Smog, Tom Boy, The Sound, DJ Style, The Grass Roots, The Index, The Black Dice, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Ponytail, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.

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)