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 Finland and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 T.S.O.L. to the jazz 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.

All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Qualms, Jimmy McGriff, Skriet, A Certain Ratio, a-ha, Visage, Barclay James Harvest, Average White Band, Bush Tetras, Janne Schatter, Arab on Radar, Black Moon, Glenn Branca, Davy DMX, Larry & the Blue Notes, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Rakim, Eurythmics, Sonny Sharrock, Sun Ra, Pere Ubu, Inner City, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Lindisfarne, Banda Bassotti, Tim Buckley, The Fuzztones, Grauzone, Au Pairs, Kaleidoscope, Harpers Bizarre, Lonnie Liston Smith, Alphaville, The Divine Comedy, Todd Rundgren, Joy Division, One Last Wish, Supertramp, Ultramagnetic MC's, Louis and Bebe Barron, The Dead C, Fluxion, The Velvet Underground, Grey Daturas, La Düsseldorf, ABBA, Camberwell Now, Scott Walker, Joensuu 1685, Al Stewart, Swans, The Trojans, E-Dancer, The Cosmic Jokers, Gastr Del Sol, Be Bop Deluxe, Tomorrow, These Immortal Souls, The Gap Band, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.

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)