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 Togo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vainqueur to the electroclash 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.

All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Eyeless In Gaza, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Pantaleimon, John Foxx, Frankie Knuckles, Anthony Braxton, Grandmaster Flash, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Shuggie Otis, Gian Franco Pienzio, La Düsseldorf, Byron Stingily, Mad Mike, Motorama, Brand Nubian, MDC, Los Fastidios, The Monks, Rites of Spring, The Gories, Derrick May, The Star Department, Zapp, Kayak, Electric Light Orchestra, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Divine Comedy, Sound Behaviour, The Beau Brummels, Lindisfarne, Black Sheep, The Chocolate Watch Band, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Associates, Dark Day, Letta Mbulu, Fugazi, The American Breed, Desert Stars, Accadde A, Jandek, Toni Rubio, Roy Ayers, EPMD, Marine Girls, Johnny Clarke, Juan Atkins, Magazine, The Evens, Underground Resistance, Barbara Tucker, Parry Music, Soul Sonic Force, The Dirtbombs, The Skatalites, This Heat, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Ralphi Rosario, Little Man, H. Thieme, Echospace, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.

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)