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 Libya and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Robert Hood to the rock 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.

All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Reagan Youth, Darondo, cv313, Fluxion, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Accadde A, Big Daddy Kane, Sun City Girls, Boredoms, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, DeepChord presents Echospace, John Coltrane, Saccharine Trust, The Vogues, The Alarm Clocks, Dark Day, Peter and Kerry, Loose Ends, The United States of America, Sex Pistols, Warren Ellis, Albert Ayler, Bizarre Inc., Lou Reed & Metallica, B.T. Express, Dawn Penn, Erasure, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Deepchord, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, This Heat, Ice-T, Hardrive, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Searchers, The Red Krayola, Sight & Sound, Scrapy, Con Funk Shun, Radiohead, Bad Manners, The Move, Gang of Four, The Raincoats, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Josef K, The Modern Lovers, Derrick May, Connie Case, The Motions, The Toasters, Anthony Braxton, Bauhaus, Niagra, T.S.O.L., Gong, Aural Exciters, Subhumans, The Cosmic Jokers, Pylon, The Barracudas, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.

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)