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 Jordan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Black Moon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.

All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Erykah Badu, Curtis Mayfield, Morten Harket, Letta Mbulu, DeepChord presents Echospace, Flamin' Groovies, The Zeros, The Leaves, Groovy Waters, Bizarre Inc., Average White Band, Ultramagnetic MC's, John Coltrane, The Skatalites, Leonard Cohen, Lou Reed & Metallica, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Skarface, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Wake, 48th St. Collective, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Bootsy Collins, June Days, Gang of Four, Essential Logic, The Stooges, Jandek, Excepter, Bang On A Can, Fort Wilson Riot, The New Christs, the Sonics, L. Decosne, Harmonia, Dead Boys, Newcleus, The Vogues, The Smiths, Ice-T, Judy Mowatt, Liliput, Amon Düül, Nation of Ulysses, ABC, Eyeless In Gaza, F. McDonald, Byron Stingily, Mission of Burma, Moss Icon, Matthew Bourne, Neu!, Man Parrish, Erasure, Alphaville, The Kinks, Avey Tare, Steve Hackett, The Martian, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.

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)