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 the UAE and from Calgary.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Jakarta and Philadelphia.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deakin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.

All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 '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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

8 Eyed Spy, D'Angelo, 10cc, Anakelly, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Bobbi Humphrey, The Chocolate Watch Band, Toni Rubio, Erasure, DJ Sneak, Average White Band, The Slits, Yazoo, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Velvet Underground, Schoolly D, Joensuu 1685, Fifty Foot Hose, David McCallum, Kenny Larkin, The Mighty Diamonds, Popol Vuh, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Sight & Sound, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, the Bar-Kays, Idris Muhammad, Alison Limerick, Hasil Adkins, Big Daddy Kane, Marmalade, Aaron Thompson, Sonic Youth, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The J.B.'s, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Ken Boothe, The Searchers, Tears for Fears, Public Image Ltd., Jeff Lynne, Suicide, Kool Moe Dee, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Star Department, Howard Jones, Audionom, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Knickerbockers, Albert Ayler, Glambeats Corp., Moebius, Mars, Urselle, The Trojans, Panda Bear, Silicon Teens, Andrew Hill, Lindisfarne, Deakin, Connie Case, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.

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)