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 Cape Verde and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the grime 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.

All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Reagan Youth, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, DJ Sneak, Buzzcocks, Deakin, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Soul Sonic Force, cv313, The Standells, The Invisible, Byron Stingily, Faraquet, Shoche, Mary Jane Girls, Ultra Naté, This Heat, Junior Murvin, Joey Negro, Eve St. Jones, Sarah Menescal, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Quando Quango, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Sällskapet, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Pet Shop Boys, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Donald Byrd, The Litter, Massinfluence, Al Stewart, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Nils Olav, The Real Kids, Country Teasers, Spoonie Gee, Marshall Jefferson, Malaria!, The Monochrome Set, Joyce Sims, The Cosmic Jokers, The Slits, Peter and Kerry, Average White Band, Bootsy Collins, The Velvet Underground, Sonny Sharrock, Livin' Joy, Traffic Nightmare, Sun City Girls, Bizarre Inc., Amon Düül, Fluxion, Susan Cadogan, KRS-One, JFA, Marcia Griffiths, Y Pants, Half Japanese, Eric Dolphy, Cal Tjader, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.

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)