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 Ivory Coast and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gerry Rafferty to the disco 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.

All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Gap Band, The Monochrome Set, Nico, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Radio Birdman, Talk Talk, The Index, Lindisfarne, Pussy Galore, Boogie Down Productions, Little Man, Morten Harket, The Beau Brummels, Lightning Bolt, Alphaville, Urselle, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Mighty Diamonds, Public Image Ltd., The Moleskins, Selector Dub Narcotic, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, John Cale, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Ludus, The Star Department, Depeche Mode, Roxy Music, Aaron Thompson, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Henry Cow, Y Pants, X-Ray Spex, the Fania All-Stars, Ponytail, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Skriet, Negative Approach, Derrick Morgan, Smog, Massinfluence, Roy Ayers, Babytalk, Marmalade, AZ, Sarah Menescal, Khruangbin, Masters at Work, Desert Stars, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Niagra, Bill Near, Todd Rundgren, Sexual Harrassment, T. Rex, Frankie Knuckles, Basic Channel, Yellowson, Scratch Acid, Rufus Thomas, Warren Ellis, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.

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)