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 Jamaica and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Soulsonic Force to the grunge 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.

All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Big Daddy Kane, Tomorrow, 8 Eyed Spy, Lakeside, Shuggie Otis, Sad Lovers and Giants, Larry & the Blue Notes, Deadbeat, Country Joe & The Fish, Altered Images, Kerrie Biddell, Can, The Sound, Wolf Eyes, The Smiths, Loose Ends, H. Thieme, Rakim, Michelle Simonal, Flamin' Groovies, Aswad, Lightning Bolt, The Fire Engines, Wally Richardson, Quando Quango, Todd Terry, The Monochrome Set, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, PIL, Althea and Donna, A Flock of Seagulls, Sight & Sound, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Scratch Acid, Neu!, Pantaleimon, X-102, John Lydon, Radiopuhelimet, the Sonics, ABBA, Franke, Minny Pops, Lalann, Rapeman, Chrome, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Bob Dylan, Aloha Tigers, The Offenders, Intrusion, Piero Umiliani, The Neon Judgement, The Victims, Boz Scaggs, Cluster, Janne Schatter, Pulsallama, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Kevin Saunderson, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.

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)