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 Benin and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Unwound to the rock 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.

All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Mighty Diamonds, Shuggie Otis, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Chris & Cosey, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Subhumans, Iggy Pop, Jerry Gold Smith, Curtis Mayfield, Scott Walker, Kaleidoscope, Thompson Twins, Gichy Dan, The Index, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, MC5, The Pretty Things, Neu!, Lou Reed & John Cale, Joy Division, Eric Copeland, The Five Americans, Suicide, Fela Kuti, Stiv Bators, Bauhaus, Pere Ubu, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Litter, Michelle Simonal, Siglo XX, The Zeros, Scion, Ultimate Spinach, Soulsonic Force, Yellowson, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Accadde A, Fad Gadget, The Velvet Underground, Animal Collective, Rites of Spring, Visage, Sister Nancy, Radiopuhelimet, The Invisible, The Misunderstood, Infiniti, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Zero Boys, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, The Cosmic Jokers, The Fall, Surgeon, DJ Sneak, The Beau Brummels, Amon Düül, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Wally Richardson, Pole, PIL, John Lydon, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.

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)