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 Argentina and from Toronto.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Icehouse to the grunge 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.

All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Trumans Water, Second Layer, Liaisons Dangereuses, Joe Smooth, Gastr Del Sol, Carl Craig, Loose Ends, Black Flag, The Monochrome Set, Gang of Four, Darondo, Outsiders, Q65, Spoonie Gee, Kas Product, Marshall Jefferson, Camouflage, Warren Ellis, Massinfluence, Section 25, Liliput, Vainqueur, Vladislav Delay, The Martian, Eric B and Rakim, Siglo XX, Rites of Spring, Archie Shepp, Pagans, The Cosmic Jokers, Infiniti, Mary Jane Girls, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Simply Red, Gang Green, The Seeds, China Crisis, Bill Wells, a-ha, The Offenders, D'Angelo, Wings, The Stooges, Neil Young, Matthew Halsall, Brothers Johnson, Dorothy Ashby, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Grey Daturas, The Selecter, X-101, Country Teasers, The Evens, John Lydon, Flash Fearless, Ronnie Foster, Amazonics, Bobby Sherman, E-Dancer, Gil Scott Heron, A Flock of Seagulls, Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..

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)