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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dennis Brown to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.

All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Radiohead, MC5, Technova, Dennis Brown, James White and The Blacks, Moebius, Soft Cell, Organ, Barclay James Harvest, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Siglo XX, Gang Gang Dance, Das Ding, The Cowsills, The Star Department, Adolescents, Clear Light, Yusef Lateef, Youth Brigade, Joe Finger, Gang of Four, Susan Cadogan, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Brothers Johnson, Boredoms, Soul II Soul, Bauhaus, Isaac Hayes, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Cramps, T. Rex, Gil Scott Heron, the Fania All-Stars, Lou Reed, Roy Ayers, Suburban Knight, the Normal, Ossler, Sex Pistols, Lindisfarne, Gerry Rafferty, Scan 7, In Retrospect, Sandy B, Fat Boys, Mary Jane Girls, X-102, Dave Gahan, Kevin Saunderson, This Heat, The Dead C, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, R.M.O., Sly & The Family Stone, Khruangbin, F. McDonald, John Cale, Symarip, Monks, Rufus Thomas, Shoche, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.

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)