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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Be Bop Deluxe 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.

All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Searchers, a-ha, The Modern Lovers, The Golliwogs, Flipper, The Residents, Jandek, Moss Icon, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Radiopuhelimet, Piero Umiliani, Johnny Clarke, June of 44, Young Marble Giants, Marmalade, Mantronix, Carl Craig, 8 Eyed Spy, Fad Gadget, Nick Fraelich, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Cosmic Jokers, Altered Images, Ken Boothe, Funky Four + One, Selector Dub Narcotic, Eli Mardock, Soft Machine, Nas, R.M.O., Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Black Flag, Prince Buster, Monks, Babytalk, Skarface, Magma, DeepChord presents Echospace, Man Eating Sloth, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Warren Ellis, Scratch Acid, Ultimate Spinach, Derrick May, Soul II Soul, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Five Americans, Alton Ellis, Marcia Griffiths, Fear, Todd Rundgren, Roger Hodgson, Jesper Dahlback, Pere Ubu, Mary Jane Girls, Panda Bear, Basic Channel, Jeff Lynne, Negative Approach, Pierre Henry, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.

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)