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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Happenings to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.

All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

the Germs, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Pop Group, Sight & Sound, The Sisters of Mercy, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Toasters, New Age Steppers, Nick Fraelich, Todd Terry, Wings, Jeff Mills, The Residents, Kerrie Biddell, Mars, a-ha, Roger Hodgson, Robert Wyatt, Jerry Gold Smith, Don Cherry, Fela Kuti, Cabaret Voltaire, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Khruangbin, Arab on Radar, Youth Brigade, John Coltrane, Scratch Acid, Alison Limerick, The Golliwogs, The Remains, Leonard Cohen, Moby Grape, Roxy Music, Tom Boy, Dead Boys, Cal Tjader, Basic Channel, Joey Negro, Erykah Badu, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Negative Approach, Gong, Slick Rick, Eden Ahbez, Derrick May, Zapp, The Seeds, The Dave Clark Five, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Sällskapet, The Angels of Light, Bush Tetras, Be Bop Deluxe, Bobbi Humphrey, Accadde A, Matthew Bourne, T.S.O.L., Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Gabor Szabo, Livin' Joy, Maurizio, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.

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)