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 Cuba and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Searchers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.

All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Blackbyrds, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Neon Judgement, Lebanon Hanover, DeepChord presents Echospace, Rekid, Young Marble Giants, The Blues Magoos, One Last Wish, The Mighty Diamonds, a-ha, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Soul II Soul, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Cecil Taylor, The Gap Band, The Angels of Light, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Kenny Larkin, Letta Mbulu, The Electric Prunes, Marc Almond, Monolake, Pantytec, Heaven 17, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Busters, Country Teasers, Judy Mowatt, Maurizio, Stetsasonic, The Toasters, The Dirtbombs, Rufus Thomas, Lonnie Liston Smith, Soulsonic Force, Amon Düül II, Eli Mardock, The Misunderstood, John Cale, DJ Style, Scion, Be Bop Deluxe, H. Thieme, New York Dolls, F. McDonald, Ossler, Cheater Slicks, the Soft Cell, The Cosmic Jokers, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Sandy B, Bluetip, Crispy Ambulance, Franke, Ash Ra Tempel, Slave, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.

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)