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 Greece and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun City Girls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.

All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Detroit Cobras, Ash Ra Tempel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Parry Music, Peter and Kerry, Cheater Slicks, The Doors, The Count Five, Whodini, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ultramagnetic MC's, EPMD, The Raincoats, Nation of Ulysses, Aswad, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Johnny Osbourne, Radiopuhelimet, Cameo, Kool Moe Dee, Susan Cadogan, Groovy Waters, Eric Copeland, Flipper, The Associates, Ossler, Brand Nubian, Fugazi, Spoonie Gee, Skarface, Albert Ayler, Camouflage, Brothers Johnson, Wire, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Josef K, Young Marble Giants, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Ronnie Foster, Con Funk Shun, Joe Smooth, Lonnie Liston Smith, Dave Gahan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Sixth Finger, The Litter, Masters at Work, Jeff Mills, Todd Rundgren, Graham Central Station, Selector Dub Narcotic, Pharoah Sanders, Funky Four + One, the Association, Neil Young, the Fania All-Stars, Derrick Morgan, Minutemen, Accadde A, Mark Hollis, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.

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)