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 South Sudan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gap Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.

All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

David McCallum, Prince Buster, Rites of Spring, Trumans Water, Slick Rick, Althea and Donna, Buzzcocks, Aloha Tigers, Echo & the Bunnymen, Mark Hollis, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Velvet Underground, Ohio Players, Rosa Yemen, The Divine Comedy, Danielle Patucci, The Fuzztones, Boredoms, Black Sheep, Vainqueur, Eric Copeland, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Agent Orange, Quantec, It's A Beautiful Day, Bad Manners, The Moody Blues, Masters at Work, Morten Harket, Crooked Eye, Goldenarms, DeepChord presents Echospace, Audionom, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Black Bananas, Bobby Hutcherson, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), KRS-One, Tomorrow, Surgeon, The Smoke, Babytalk, The Fall, Motorama, Ronnie Foster, Connie Case, Bobbi Humphrey, The Monochrome Set, Brick, Cymande, Gian Franco Pienzio, Youth Brigade, Groovy Waters, The Zeros, World's Most, Los Fastidios, Depeche Mode, Warsaw, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Gap Band, New Order, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.

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)