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 Yemen and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Sound to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.

All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Soft Cell, Sparks, Sound Behaviour, Rotary Connection, Brass Construction, Todd Rundgren, The Monks, The Golliwogs, Fifty Foot Hose, Fort Wilson Riot, The Neon Judgement, Sister Nancy, Tommy Roe, Marmalade, The Blues Magoos, The Shadows of Knight, Saccharine Trust, Bauhaus, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Janne Schatter, Steve Hackett, Black Bananas, Warsaw, Bill Near, Joy Division, Vainqueur, Brothers Johnson, Barrington Levy, Eli Mardock, Quadrant, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Josef K, Gichy Dan, Con Funk Shun, Arthur Verocai, The Cure, Outsiders, David Axelrod, Terrestrial Tones, Second Layer, The Five Americans, Neu!, Nico, Deadbeat, K-Klass, Oblivians, Icehouse, Lou Reed, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, E-Dancer, Minny Pops, Royal Trux, Ronnie Foster, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Accadde A, Lonnie Liston Smith, U.S. Maple, Fluxion, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Donald Byrd, The Doobie Brothers, Khruangbin, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.

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)