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 Bhutan and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Fad Gadget to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.

All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '60s 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 Jandek record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Matthew Halsall, David Axelrod, Jimmy McGriff, Delta 5, Ajijia Myrayebe, Gang Gang Dance, In Retrospect, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Electric Prunes, The Barracudas, The Searchers, Joensuu 1685, Harmonia, Lou Reed, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Louis and Bebe Barron, John Cale, Heaven 17, Kool Moe Dee, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Procol Harum, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Selector Dub Narcotic, Kurtis Blow, The Moody Blues, Eric Dolphy, Magma, Blake Baxter, Jerry's Kids, The Durutti Column, Steve Hackett, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Sonic Youth, Can, Little Man, The Residents, Second Layer, Gabor Szabo, Talk Talk, Reagan Youth, The Young Rascals, Aaron Thompson, The Associates, The Fuzztones, Hasil Adkins, It's A Beautiful Day, Model 500, Kenny Larkin, kango's stein massive, Cabaret Voltaire, Deepchord, James Chance & The Contortions, Kayak, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Vainqueur, Quando Quango, Nation of Ulysses, Godley & Creme, Groovy Waters, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.

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)