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 Seychelles and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the electroclash 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.

All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yazoo, Radiopuhelimet, Dual Sessions, Carl Craig, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Crispy Ambulance, the Swans, The Modern Lovers, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Doors, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Quando Quango, The Fortunes, The Vogues, This Heat, Whodini, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Blues Magoos, Organ, the Normal, Ossler, Sight & Sound, Babytalk, Don Cherry, Todd Rundgren, Magma, Eric B and Rakim, Gang of Four, New Order, Stereo Dub, Sad Lovers and Giants, Oneida, Matthew Halsall, Lalann, Pagans, Scientists, Man Parrish, The Real Kids, The Trojans, The Standells, Boredoms, Todd Terry, Masters at Work, Throbbing Gristle, Blossom Toes, Mandrill, Althea and Donna, Kerri Chandler, Massinfluence, Delon & Dalcan, The Move, the Germs, Toni Rubio, Bill Wells, Wire, Ultramagnetic MC's, Glenn Branca, Technova, The Young Rascals, Livin' Joy, Severed Heads, MDC, The Monks, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.

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)