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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.

All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sonny Sharrock, Theoretical Girls, Barclay James Harvest, the Human League, Saccharine Trust, Talk Talk, Susan Cadogan, Monolake, Cluster, The Slackers, Supertramp, The Birthday Party, R.M.O., The Trojans, Audionom, Idris Muhammad, Shoche, a-ha, Grandmaster Flash, Alice Coltrane, Iggy Pop, The Modern Lovers, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, The Human League, Main Source, Country Joe & The Fish, Soul II Soul, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Kerri Chandler, Scion, Stereo Dub, Hasil Adkins, MDC, the Bar-Kays, Nick Fraelich, The United States of America, Lalann, Gang Starr, Jandek, Howard Jones, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Matthew Halsall, Tommy Roe, The Music Machine, Dual Sessions, Ludus, Hot Snakes, Janne Schatter, John Foxx, Grey Daturas, The Blackbyrds, Eddi Front, Marshall Jefferson, DJ Sneak, Derrick Morgan, New Order, The Standells, Jerry Gold Smith, Youth Brigade, Selector Dub Narcotic, Q65, Todd Rundgren, MC5, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.

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)