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 Syria and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Unrelated Segments to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.

All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, La Düsseldorf, Byron Stingily, Gregory Isaacs, Eddi Front, The Divine Comedy, Pagans, The Trojans, Reagan Youth, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Raincoats, Avey Tare, EPMD, Pet Shop Boys, Laurel Aitken, Skarface, The Gories, Colin Newman, Lyres, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Jandek, The Dirtbombs, Black Pus, The Cosmic Jokers, Deakin, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Durutti Column, Supertramp, Scan 7, Gian Franco Pienzio, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Bill Near, Donny Hathaway, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Erykah Badu, Neu!, AZ, The Names, Bobby Womack, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Zero Boys, The Electric Prunes, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Barracudas, Nils Olav, Mo-Dettes, Charles Mingus, Unrelated Segments, Bronski Beat, China Crisis, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Knickerbockers, Kurtis Blow, Audionom, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Doobie Brothers, Vladislav Delay, Piero Umiliani, Average White Band, Subhumans, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.

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)