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 Barbados and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grime 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.

All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

John Lydon, KRS-One, Metal Thangz, Ludus, Au Pairs, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, E-Dancer, Isaac Hayes, Tomorrow, Oneida, Jacob Miller, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Selector Dub Narcotic, Sonny Sharrock, Half Japanese, Ultramagnetic MC's, Nico, Q65, Tres Demented, The Cramps, Index, The Victims, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Letta Mbulu, Amon Düül II, Scion, the Fania All-Stars, Prince Buster, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Amazonics, Rufus Thomas, Hashim, Radiohead, The Smiths, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, The Young Rascals, Bizarre Inc., Public Enemy, Motorama, Man Eating Sloth, Angry Samoans, Parry Music, Cheater Slicks, Sound Behaviour, Juan Atkins, Drexciya, U.S. Maple, Lalann, Sällskapet, Ituana, The Cure, The Pretty Things, Delon & Dalcan, Jeff Mills, Peter & Gordon, Wally Richardson, Masters at Work, David Bowie, Scrapy, The Leaves, Massinfluence, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.

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)