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 Ivory Coast and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 MDC to the disco 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.

All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Blackbyrds, The Neon Judgement, Popol Vuh, Eurythmics, Toni Rubio, Ronnie Foster, Outsiders, Arab on Radar, The Dave Clark Five, Blake Baxter, Grauzone, Joy Division, Zero Boys, Joe Finger, Moby Grape, Sunsets and Hearts, Colin Newman, Aswad, B.T. Express, Gong, Echo & the Bunnymen, Albert Ayler, Sam Rivers, Crime, Stetsasonic, FM Einheit, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Warsaw, Robert Hood, Ultramagnetic MC's, Bizarre Inc., Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Eden Ahbez, Swans, Altered Images, Urselle, Japan, The Sisters of Mercy, Negative Approach, Maleditus Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Ludus, Cal Tjader, Nico, Larry & the Blue Notes, Technova, It's A Beautiful Day, Sarah Menescal, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Blossom Toes, Jacob Miller, Don Cherry, Quantec, Soul Sonic Force, Oblivians, Roger Hodgson, Jandek, Sparks, Crooked Eye, Hashim, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.

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)