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 Mali and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 MDC to the grime 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.

All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Hasil Adkins, Ohio Players, the Soft Cell, Magma, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lonnie Liston Smith, Echo & the Bunnymen, Urselle, Eden Ahbez, Subhumans, Anthony Braxton, Matthew Bourne, Skaos, Sight & Sound, DeepChord presents Echospace, Crispy Ambulance, Tres Demented, David Axelrod, Siglo XX, The Detroit Cobras, Erykah Badu, Scratch Acid, Dawn Penn, Masters at Work, Gian Franco Pienzio, Sun Ra, John Foxx, Louis and Bebe Barron, Flash Fearless, James White and The Blacks, The Gap Band, Peter & Gordon, The Music Machine, La Düsseldorf, 8 Eyed Spy, The Red Krayola, Robert Wyatt, Roxy Music, Ronnie Foster, Pussy Galore, Wally Richardson, Terry Callier, Michelle Simonal, Brick, This Heat, Swans, Dennis Brown, Gang of Four, Lebanon Hanover, Patti Smith, Eddi Front, Ajijia Myrayebe, Flipper, Sixth Finger, Thee Headcoats, Inner City, Los Fastidios, Country Joe & The Fish, The Leaves, Organ, Talk Talk, Bobbi Humphrey, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.

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)