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 Bahrain and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kaleidoscope to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.

All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Derrick May, Japan, Brass Construction, The Dirtbombs, Danielle Patucci, Dave Gahan, JFA, Ken Boothe, Tears for Fears, Porter Ricks, June of 44, cv313, Bronski Beat, In Retrospect, The Martian, Moebius, Intrusion, Lindisfarne, Skarface, Slick Rick, Organ, New Order, Traffic Nightmare, Scan 7, Fugazi, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Soft Cell, Slave, Von Mondo, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Public Image Ltd., Harmonia, Kenny Larkin, D'Angelo, The Modern Lovers, The Black Dice, Eli Mardock, Jerry's Kids, Kerri Chandler, New Age Steppers, Livin' Joy, Electric Light Orchestra, PIL, La Düsseldorf, Marmalade, Iggy Pop, Sonic Youth, Wings, The Mighty Diamonds, Duran Duran, Magma, Peter & Gordon, Fatback Band, Derrick Morgan, Gang of Four, Bill Wells, Second Layer, June Days, Procol Harum, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.

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)