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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Barracudas to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.

All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Matthew Halsall, Faust, The Human League, Stiv Bators, Althea and Donna, Fad Gadget, Grauzone, Bill Wells, The Zeros, Quantec, Kerrie Biddell, Mary Jane Girls, World's Most, Isaac Hayes, Sugar Minott, Cheater Slicks, Mission of Burma, X-101, The Gories, The Misunderstood, The Detroit Cobras, Larry & the Blue Notes, Black Flag, Scan 7, Blancmange, Brand Nubian, Skarface, Lucky Dragons, Pulsallama, Ronan, Eric B and Rakim, Danielle Patucci, Dennis Brown, The Cosmic Jokers, Essential Logic, Sly & The Family Stone, Reuben Wilson, Radiopuhelimet, Grey Daturas, Con Funk Shun, The Grass Roots, Brick, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Sexual Harrassment, Warren Ellis, Tim Buckley, Robert Görl, Section 25, Jeff Mills, Niagra, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Glambeats Corp., David Bowie, Yaz, Girls At Our Best!, Deadbeat, Grandmaster Flash, Aloha Tigers, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Vogues, Fort Wilson Riot, Unrelated Segments, Patti Smith, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.

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)