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 New Zealand and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.

All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Roxette, Bad Manners, John Foxx, Al Stewart, Altered Images, Arthur Verocai, Bill Near, Black Pus, Ice-T, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Aswad, The Modern Lovers, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Be Bop Deluxe, In Retrospect, Skarface, The Fugs, Stockholm Monsters, Frankie Knuckles, Ultimate Spinach, The Monochrome Set, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Dawn Penn, Con Funk Shun, the Association, Anthony Braxton, Man Parrish, The Human League, The Cowsills, Outsiders, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Eden Ahbez, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Alton Ellis, Althea and Donna, Gong, Warsaw, The Last Poets, Anakelly, Newcleus, Monks, Bobbi Humphrey, John Holt, Loose Ends, X-101, Faust, X-102, Livin' Joy, Siglo XX, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Yusef Lateef, Aural Exciters, Sister Nancy, The Blackbyrds, Eurythmics, Marc Almond, Todd Terry, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Jesper Dahlback, Sällskapet, The United States of America, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.

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)