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 Guyana and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Curtis Mayfield to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.

All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

This Heat, Joe Smooth, Marvin Gaye, Warren Ellis, Agitation Free, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Animal Collective, the Human League, Tomorrow, L. Decosne, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Donny Hathaway, Make Up, Sonny Sharrock, Kerri Chandler, Easy Going, Sex Pistols, One Last Wish, Eric B and Rakim, Darondo, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ornette Coleman, The Star Department, Sun City Girls, Pharoah Sanders, Mantronix, The Red Krayola, Fugazi, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Morten Harket, Davy DMX, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Boz Scaggs, Das Ding, Urselle, Sad Lovers and Giants, Graham Central Station, The Remains, The Five Americans, The Birthday Party, The Happenings, The Real Kids, Echospace, Underground Resistance, the Germs, The Martian, Kango’s Stein Massive, Roxette, DNA, Roger Hodgson, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, David Bowie, Jerry Gold Smith, Niagra, Ash Ra Tempel, Talk Talk, The Techniques, Buzzcocks, The Fuzztones, Y Pants, Visage, Cybotron, Sound Behaviour, Young Marble Giants, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.

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)