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 Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swans to the disco 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 June Days. All the underground hits.

All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Danielle Patucci, Swans, Malaria!, Altered Images, Robert Wyatt, Sunsets and Hearts, Nirvana, Delta 5, Hoover, Amon Düül II, Shuggie Otis, OOIOO, Marmalade, Alton Ellis, Kerrie Biddell, In Retrospect, Mission of Burma, Zero Boys, K-Klass, Theoretical Girls, Livin' Joy, Sparks, kango's stein massive, Television Personalities, The Royal Family And The Poor, Roger Hodgson, Basic Channel, Matthew Halsall, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Tears for Fears, KRS-One, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Anakelly, Dave Gahan, Circle Jerks, Barbara Tucker, Sly & The Family Stone, Blossom Toes, the Slits, Scratch Acid, The Shadows of Knight, Buzzcocks, Spoonie Gee, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Zapp, Alice Coltrane, The Fugs, Visage, Scan 7, Beasts of Bourbon, Whodini, A Flock of Seagulls, Moebius, the Germs, The Music Machine, AZ, The United States of America, The Index, David Bowie, Ralphi Rosario, Matthew Bourne, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.

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)