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 Zambia and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soft Cell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.

All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

Delta 5, Larry & the Blue Notes, Joyce Sims, Panda Bear, Janne Schatter, Sonny Sharrock, Donald Byrd, Peter & Gordon, Pantaleimon, The Fire Engines, Depeche Mode, Infiniti, Amazonics, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The New Christs, Wire, Thee Headcoats, Flamin' Groovies, Crime, Amon Düül II, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Robert Wyatt, June of 44, Q and Not U, Monks, DeepChord presents Echospace, Popol Vuh, Robert Hood, New York Dolls, Kango’s Stein Massive, F. McDonald, Unwound, Black Flag, Echospace, Eric Copeland, The Pretty Things, Youth Brigade, Ultra Naté, Piero Umiliani, Soft Cell, Rosa Yemen, Loose Ends, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Chocolate Watch Band, Radiopuhelimet, Gang Green, Bill Near, Guru Guru, Technova, Jesper Dahlback, Marc Almond, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Thompson Twins, Pere Ubu, The Alarm Clocks, Tomorrow, Sister Nancy, The Moody Blues, Schoolly D, The Durutti Column, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.

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)