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 Burkina and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Mary Jane Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.

All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lightning Bolt, The United States of America, DJ Style, Robert Görl, Buzzcocks, The Modern Lovers, Flash Fearless, Nirvana, F. McDonald, Sixth Finger, The Wake, Pagans, D'Angelo, Vainqueur, The Slackers, The Gap Band, X-101, Iggy Pop, Faraquet, The Walker Brothers, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Evens, The Divine Comedy, Khruangbin, Darondo, Roger Hodgson, Black Bananas, Jeff Mills, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Quando Quango, The Fortunes, Hoover, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Motions, Grauzone, Lower 48, Idris Muhammad, Tomorrow, U.S. Maple, Cheater Slicks, Monks, Monolake, Magma, The Tremeloes, Moby Grape, Nils Olav, Sly & The Family Stone, The Skatalites, Morten Harket, Marvin Gaye, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Piero Umiliani, Aswad, Avey Tare, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Marmalade, the Germs, Godley & Creme, Nick Fraelich, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Michelle Simonal, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.

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)