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 Israel and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Kinks to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.

All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Nation of Ulysses, Mark Hollis, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, the Human League, Davy DMX, Flash Fearless, The Fuzztones, Royal Trux, Soulsonic Force, Suburban Knight, Grauzone, Pharoah Sanders, Amon Düül, Neu!, Howard Jones, Matthew Halsall, R.M.O., Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Gastr Del Sol, Japan, The Dave Clark Five, Cymande, Alphaville, Mr. Review, Gang Starr, Nico, The Fugs, Judy Mowatt, Crash Course in Science, June of 44, Fluxion, Gang Gang Dance, The Young Rascals, The Fire Engines, Ultimate Spinach, Sonny Sharrock, Q and Not U, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Clear Light, Harmonia, Talk Talk, Michelle Simonal, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Rod Modell, Animal Collective, Ronan, Tomorrow, London Community Gospel Choir, Harpers Bizarre, Lakeside, Peter and Kerry, Duran Duran, Crooked Eye, Hasil Adkins, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Jeff Lynne, cv313, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, ABC, Second Layer, Archie Shepp, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)