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 Sudan and from London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Arcadia to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.

All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Amon Düül, Drexciya, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Motorama, Frankie Knuckles, Mad Mike, Franke, Dual Sessions, Crispian St. Peters, Sound Behaviour, Hashim, Matthew Bourne, Loose Ends, Lou Reed, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Monochrome Set, Schoolly D, Pussy Galore, Wolf Eyes, EPMD, Nation of Ulysses, Second Layer, Unwound, Liliput, The Stooges, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Joensuu 1685, London Community Gospel Choir, Henry Cow, Kerri Chandler, L. Decosne, Rhythm & Sound, Y Pants, Lou Reed & John Cale, Erykah Badu, Roxette, Japan, Neil Young, The Victims, Max Romeo, Animal Collective, Judy Mowatt, Girls At Our Best!, Rosa Yemen, The Trojans, the Sonics, Simply Red, Con Funk Shun, Erasure, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Birthday Party, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Beasts of Bourbon, One Last Wish, Banda Bassotti, Pierre Henry, K-Klass, The Velvet Underground, Boogie Down Productions, Sun City Girls, Grandmaster Flash, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.

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)