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 Sweden and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Magazine to the grunge 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.

All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Suburban Knight, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Scientists, DeepChord presents Echospace, Newcleus, Fat Boys, T. Rex, Bobby Womack, The Standells, Connie Case, Simply Red, Anthony Braxton, Delta 5, Arthur Verocai, Prince Buster, Fluxion, Goldenarms, Negative Approach, Carl Craig, The Sisters of Mercy, The Associates, The Fall, The Names, Lyres, Sparks, Drive Like Jehu, Jeff Mills, The Smiths, Television, The Wake, Derrick Morgan, Archie Shepp, Neil Young, DJ Sneak, Mad Mike, Toni Rubio, Roxette, Saccharine Trust, Slick Rick, New York Dolls, Dark Day, Bang On A Can, Gang of Four, Urselle, Godley & Creme, The Dave Clark Five, The Litter, The Dead C, Agitation Free, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Tropical Tobacco, Matthew Bourne, Cal Tjader, Black Bananas, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Terry Callier, Eve St. Jones, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Yusef Lateef, Ronnie Foster, The Slits, Desert Stars, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.

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)