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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.

All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Rhythm & Sound, Kerrie Biddell, The Raincoats, Bob Dylan, Desert Stars, X-Ray Spex, Nation of Ulysses, Fatback Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Minutemen, The Mojo Men, Man Eating Sloth, The Modern Lovers, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Althea and Donna, T.S.O.L., Rites of Spring, Ponytail, Dorothy Ashby, Lou Christie, Fat Boys, Easy Going, London Community Gospel Choir, JFA, The Leaves, Grauzone, Tim Buckley, the Fania All-Stars, The Velvet Underground, Smog, Jesper Dahlbäck, Vaughan Mason & Crew, FM Einheit, Dawn Penn, The Blues Magoos, Mars, Curtis Mayfield, Monolake, Skriet, Theoretical Girls, Public Image Ltd., Archie Shepp, Lou Reed & Metallica, Throbbing Gristle, Quadrant, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Grass Roots, Pylon, Magazine, Pulsallama, OOIOO, Dennis Brown, The Mummies, Ultravox, Harmonia, Basic Channel, The Neon Judgement, Charles Mingus, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.

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)