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 Ethiopia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Yazoo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.

All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Scientists, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Kings Of Tomorrow, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Pop Group, ABC, John Foxx, Spoonie Gee, Agent Orange, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Soul II Soul, Roxy Music, Flipper, Trumans Water, Altered Images, China Crisis, the Swans, Wings, Byron Stingily, Roxette, Half Japanese, Eric Dolphy, Average White Band, Girls At Our Best!, The Royal Family And The Poor, Ossler, Liaisons Dangereuses, Amazonics, The Sonics, Nation of Ulysses, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Sonny Sharrock, Chris & Cosey, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, kango's stein massive, Blancmange, Isaac Hayes, The Saints, Whodini, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Shoche, Ponytail, Soul Sonic Force, X-102, The Blues Magoos, Stereo Dub, Josef K, The Mummies, Beasts of Bourbon, Spandau Ballet, Deakin, Clear Light, Glambeats Corp., Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rites of Spring, Lou Reed & John Cale, Roy Ayers, Outsiders, The Associates, Jesper Dahlback, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.

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)