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 Sweden and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Q and Not U to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.

All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Godley & Creme, Fort Wilson Riot, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Aaron Thompson, Marine Girls, Sugar Minott, Dave Gahan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Oblivians, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Brothers Johnson, Organ, John Lydon, Gastr Del Sol, Big Daddy Kane, Porter Ricks, Niagra, Man Eating Sloth, Kas Product, The Techniques, Soulsonic Force, Ronnie Foster, Japan, Steve Hackett, Kerrie Biddell, Y Pants, Qualms, Scrapy, Anthony Braxton, Camberwell Now, Donald Byrd, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, U.S. Maple, Funky Four + One, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Sister Nancy, Sight & Sound, Bill Wells, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Fluxion, Lungfish, Lonnie Liston Smith, Scientists, The Red Krayola, Ken Boothe, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, CMW, Chris & Cosey, KRS-One, Crooked Eye, Mars, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Fire Engines, Zapp, Kenny Larkin, Albert Ayler, Fat Boys, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Searchers, Bobbi Humphrey, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.

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)