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 Turkey and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 New York Dolls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.

All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Minnie Riperton, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Slave, the Swans, Prince Buster, The Names, Kevin Saunderson, Banda Bassotti, Johnny Clarke, Animal Collective, The Shadows of Knight, Wire, Johnny Osbourne, The Evens, Liliput, Suburban Knight, Moss Icon, The Remains, Lonnie Liston Smith, The United States of America, Joe Finger, Terry Callier, Soul II Soul, Skriet, Marcia Griffiths, James White and The Blacks, Gerry Rafferty, Marvin Gaye, MC5, Severed Heads, Funkadelic, Massinfluence, OOIOO, Rod Modell, Connie Case, Davy DMX, Josef K, Lyres, Dual Sessions, Scion, The Cramps, Marine Girls, Black Sheep, Toni Rubio, the Fania All-Stars, Glenn Branca, Slick Rick, The Pop Group, 10cc, Howard Jones, Sunsets and Hearts, The Cure, Jawbox, The J.B.'s, Mo-Dettes, Harpers Bizarre, Don Cherry, Vainqueur, Eli Mardock, Danielle Patucci, Unrelated Segments, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.

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)