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 Cyprus and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 John Lydon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.

All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.

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

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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Howard Jones, Rapeman, Pagans, Monks, The Litter, Gichy Dan, Patti Smith, Freddie Wadling, Cabaret Voltaire, The Fall, Blake Baxter, Steve Hackett, The Fugs, Bobby Womack, Gong, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Barclay James Harvest, Popol Vuh, Todd Terry, Tres Demented, Soul II Soul, Be Bop Deluxe, Bizarre Inc., Niagra, Nirvana, Yusef Lateef, The Alarm Clocks, Jimmy McGriff, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Main Source, Rod Modell, Terry Callier, Sound Behaviour, Glenn Branca, Alison Limerick, Brick, Ohio Players, Mantronix, Skarface, The Velvet Underground, Glambeats Corp., Lou Reed & John Cale, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Dawn Penn, Slick Rick, Skaos, Iggy Pop, Joyce Sims, Excepter, Grey Daturas, Robert Görl, Rhythm & Sound, The Cowsills, Country Teasers, The Slits, Drive Like Jehu, The Raincoats, Boz Scaggs, Fad Gadget, James White and The Blacks, Scott Walker, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Infiniti, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.

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)