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 Oman and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Moody Blues to the dance 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.

All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Laurel Aitken, The Velvet Underground, Rotary Connection, World's Most, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, DeepChord presents Echospace, Jawbox, Andrew Hill, Howard Jones, New York Dolls, The Fugs, The Gladiators, Drive Like Jehu, Accadde A, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rakim, Pere Ubu, Youth Brigade, Blake Baxter, Yaz, T. Rex, Rites of Spring, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Whodini, LL Cool J, Agent Orange, Joe Finger, Hot Snakes, The Zeros, The Names, Gang Gang Dance, John Cale, The Gap Band, Main Source, Ohio Players, Marcia Griffiths, The Searchers, Sad Lovers and Giants, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Funkadelic, Camouflage, Arab on Radar, Ken Boothe, David McCallum, Lungfish, Soft Cell, Nas, Glambeats Corp., The Fall, Albert Ayler, Stiv Bators, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Scratch Acid, The Mojo Men, Monks, Anthony Braxton, Ronan, Drexciya, Aural Exciters, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.

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)