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 the UAE and from Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the grunge 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.

All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bizarre Inc., Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Mark Hollis, Aural Exciters, The Divine Comedy, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Michelle Simonal, The Techniques, Radiopuhelimet, H. Thieme, Unwound, Q and Not U, Roy Ayers, Hot Snakes, Grey Daturas, Cameo, Rod Modell, Jacob Miller, Quantec, Popol Vuh, Half Japanese, Quando Quango, Robert Wyatt, Ponytail, The Sound, Tears for Fears, Barclay James Harvest, Amon Düül, Anakelly, Throbbing Gristle, The Smiths, Sly & The Family Stone, Y Pants, Laurel Aitken, Susan Cadogan, Neil Young, Byron Stingily, Bobby Hutcherson, Yellowson, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Country Joe & The Fish, The Neon Judgement, Smog, Carl Craig, The Moleskins, cv313, the Association, Public Image Ltd., Gil Scott Heron, Boogie Down Productions, The Mummies, Audionom, 48th St. Collective, Sandy B, Trumans Water, The Pop Group, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Move, Warren Ellis, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.

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)