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 Nauru and from Calgary.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Shoche to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.

All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

a-ha, Black Sheep, Gastr Del Sol, Infiniti, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Johnny Osbourne, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Carl Craig, Bronski Beat, The Black Dice, Cybotron, Moss Icon, Whodini, Gichy Dan, Al Stewart, Soul Sonic Force, Moebius, Wally Richardson, Youth Brigade, Ultimate Spinach, Skarface, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Selector Dub Narcotic, Toni Rubio, Jesper Dahlbäck, Ten City, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Howard Jones, Banda Bassotti, Pylon, Wasted Youth, Peter and Kerry, Yazoo, Blake Baxter, Freddie Wadling, Siglo XX, The Fortunes, A Certain Ratio, John Holt, Liaisons Dangereuses, John Coltrane, Kas Product, Iggy Pop, Angry Samoans, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Pet Shop Boys, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Detroit Cobras, CMW, Colin Newman, The Saints, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Wake, Grandmaster Flash, Ossler, Main Source, Glambeats Corp., Archie Shepp, Man Parrish, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.

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)