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 Colombia and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Lou Reed 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 Public Enemy to the electroclash 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.

All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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 Beau Brummels record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Jeff Mills, Bluetip, Soft Cell, Quantec, Marcia Griffiths, Underground Resistance, the Soft Cell, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Zapp, EPMD, Depeche Mode, Max Romeo, Howard Jones, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Letta Mbulu, Subhumans, The Skatalites, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Alphaville, Scientists, Hasil Adkins, Lalo Schifrin, Wasted Youth, Scott Walker, The Velvet Underground, Crash Course in Science, Yellowson, DeepChord presents Echospace, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Eddi Front, Joensuu 1685, Rufus Thomas, Eric B and Rakim, Echospace, Cabaret Voltaire, Stiv Bators, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Aural Exciters, Television Personalities, Rosa Yemen, Mo-Dettes, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Jesper Dahlbäck, Heavy D & The Boyz, MDC, Sandy B, Whodini, Rekid, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, LL Cool J, Al Stewart, Bauhaus, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Panda Bear, Matthew Bourne, The United States of America, Pere Ubu, China Crisis, Gichy Dan, Surgeon, Fifty Foot Hose, Aloha Tigers, Spandau Ballet, Moss Icon, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.

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)