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 Ecuador and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 T.S.O.L. to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.

All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Silicon Teens, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Lalo Schifrin, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Frankie Knuckles, Oneida, Louis and Bebe Barron, Sarah Menescal, Shuggie Otis, Dawn Penn, Porter Ricks, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lindisfarne, the Human League, Robert Wyatt, Hashim, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Shoche, Steve Hackett, Parry Music, Avey Tare, Letta Mbulu, The Black Dice, Echo & the Bunnymen, Maurizio, Arthur Verocai, The Cosmic Jokers, Tim Buckley, Massinfluence, Moebius, The United States of America, The Cure, Oppenheimer Analysis, PIL, The Sonics, Organ, Reuben Wilson, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Chris & Cosey, Danielle Patucci, The Walker Brothers, Yaz, Gastr Del Sol, Accadde A, Lonnie Liston Smith, The Techniques, Slick Rick, Index, Franke, E-Dancer, Ken Boothe, Second Layer, Gichy Dan, Fatback Band, Warren Ellis, The Slackers, Beasts of Bourbon, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, U.S. Maple, DNA, The Skatalites, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.

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)