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 Jordan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wire to the electroclash 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.

All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bootsy Collins, Lucky Dragons, John Lydon, Negative Approach, Slave, Moby Grape, DeepChord presents Echospace, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, John Coltrane, Bobby Womack, Judy Mowatt, Bob Dylan, Main Source, Alice Coltrane, Young Marble Giants, Delon & Dalcan, Con Funk Shun, Aaron Thompson, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, T. Rex, Rekid, The Vogues, Skarface, Bad Manners, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Todd Rundgren, Soulsonic Force, Laurel Aitken, Barclay James Harvest, Popol Vuh, B.T. Express, Ken Boothe, The Offenders, The Standells, Ultravox, Gabor Szabo, Arcadia, Fatback Band, The United States of America, Buzzcocks, The Star Department, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bronski Beat, Bobby Hutcherson, Donny Hathaway, Marcia Griffiths, Severed Heads, Dorothy Ashby, The Doors, Can, Blancmange, kango's stein massive, The Dead C, Amon Düül, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Young Rascals, Rapeman, Slick Rick, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Soul Sonic Force, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.

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)