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 Italy and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.

All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Donny Hathaway, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Ice-T, Jimmy McGriff, Kerri Chandler, 48th St. Collective, Andrew Hill, Susan Cadogan, Public Enemy, Little Man, Sugar Minott, Jesper Dahlback, Niagra, Technova, Godley & Creme, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Blossom Toes, Rufus Thomas, Ralphi Rosario, Jacob Miller, Nick Fraelich, Hashim, The Raincoats, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Hot Snakes, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Qualms, Marshall Jefferson, Al Stewart, The Happenings, Quadrant, Spandau Ballet, Television Personalities, The Moody Blues, Judy Mowatt, The New Christs, Au Pairs, Newcleus, Lindisfarne, The Fall, JFA, Heaven 17, Talk Talk, Pulsallama, The Mighty Diamonds, Louis and Bebe Barron, Moebius, Black Bananas, X-Ray Spex, Kango’s Stein Massive, Crispy Ambulance, The Selecter, Sight & Sound, Los Fastidios, Guru Guru, Buzzcocks, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Laurel Aitken, Arcadia, Pere Ubu, New Age Steppers, Bill Wells, Slave, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.

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)