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 Korea South and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ronan to the grime 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.

All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

David Axelrod, Young Marble Giants, The Invisible, The Happenings, Absolute Body Control, Bobby Hutcherson, 10cc, Model 500, Lou Christie, The Misunderstood, Technova, Roy Ayers, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Camberwell Now, The Blues Magoos, Eric Dolphy, Barrington Levy, Desert Stars, Gian Franco Pienzio, Juan Atkins, The Index, Carl Craig, CMW, Blake Baxter, Jandek, Sarah Menescal, In Retrospect, Lou Reed & John Cale, Slave, Thee Headcoats, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, EPMD, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Steve Hackett, Kaleidoscope, The Techniques, Lucky Dragons, Marmalade, The Remains, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Gastr Del Sol, Lalo Schifrin, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Alton Ellis, The Offenders, Deepchord, John Cale, Kango’s Stein Massive, Avey Tare, Marshall Jefferson, The Tremeloes, Duran Duran, The Fuzztones, The Pretty Things, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Kurtis Blow, Vladislav Delay, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Doors, Stiv Bators, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.

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)