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 Kuwait and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.

All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Peter & Gordon, Supertramp, Television, The Searchers, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Rosa Yemen, John Holt, EPMD, Cameo, Icehouse, Radiopuhelimet, Index, Warren Ellis, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, David Bowie, Jesper Dahlbäck, Erykah Badu, Davy DMX, Brick, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Aaron Thompson, The Electric Prunes, A Flock of Seagulls, Fela Kuti, The Angels of Light, cv313, K-Klass, Kool Moe Dee, Pulsallama, Q and Not U, 10cc, The Barracudas, Basic Channel, Stiv Bators, Alton Ellis, Sun City Girls, Mandrill, Pet Shop Boys, Nils Olav, Rapeman, Reuben Wilson, The Gun Club, The Doors, Lucky Dragons, Spoonie Gee, Man Eating Sloth, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Heavy D & The Boyz, Crooked Eye, Pylon, H. Thieme, It's A Beautiful Day, In Retrospect, Tropical Tobacco, Fifty Foot Hose, Flipper, Masters at Work, James White and The Blacks, Donny Hathaway, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)