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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
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 Nico to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.

All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sex Pistols, Anakelly, Faraquet, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Fugazi, DeepChord presents Echospace, Magma, Fifty Foot Hose, The Blues Magoos, David McCallum, Section 25, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Brand Nubian, The Young Rascals, Flash Fearless, Traffic Nightmare, JFA, Ultramagnetic MC's, Sun Ra Arkestra, Pole, Audionom, Gil Scott Heron, Robert Wyatt, Tom Boy, Altered Images, The Gun Club, R.M.O., Sound Behaviour, Tim Buckley, Lou Reed, Kas Product, Davy DMX, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Erasure, Guru Guru, Skriet, Ossler, The Smoke, John Holt, Index, Deepchord, The Fall, Radio Birdman, Ken Boothe, Janne Schatter, The Evens, Liaisons Dangereuses, Goldenarms, The Trojans, Isaac Hayes, The Count Five, Bob Dylan, The Raincoats, Moby Grape, kango's stein massive, Brass Construction, Parry Music, The Busters, These Immortal Souls, Outsiders, Stetsasonic, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.

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)