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 Uganda and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Names to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.

All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sly & The Family Stone, Yusef Lateef, Darondo, Los Fastidios, Lungfish, Bobby Womack, Sun Ra, Gerry Rafferty, Ponytail, Lou Christie, Public Image Ltd., Sarah Menescal, Anakelly, Danielle Patucci, The Smiths, Television Personalities, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, T.S.O.L., LL Cool J, Fort Wilson Riot, EPMD, Porter Ricks, Pierre Henry, Zapp, Hot Snakes, The Vogues, MDC, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Kevin Saunderson, Sound Behaviour, Motorama, The Sisters of Mercy, Nation of Ulysses, World's Most, Sight & Sound, Youth Brigade, Kings Of Tomorrow, Depeche Mode, Massinfluence, Organ, Yaz, Warren Ellis, Bang On A Can, The Happenings, Chris Corsano, Eric B and Rakim, MC5, Groovy Waters, Delon & Dalcan, Marvin Gaye, The Human League, the Swans, Echo & the Bunnymen, Bobby Hutcherson, Ludus, Henry Cow, The Walker Brothers, Deakin, The United States of America, Lindisfarne, Sam Rivers, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.

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)