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 France and from Manila.
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 Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Slave to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yaz, Aloha Tigers, Grey Daturas, Basic Channel, Goldenarms, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The Young Rascals, Monolake, La Düsseldorf, Andrew Hill, Royal Trux, Toni Rubio, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, EPMD, Aaron Thompson, Big Daddy Kane, Circle Jerks, Hoover, Piero Umiliani, Lou Christie, Gastr Del Sol, The Fortunes, The Mighty Diamonds, Curtis Mayfield, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, DJ Style, Funky Four + One, Q65, Brand Nubian, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Lou Reed & Metallica, Ken Boothe, The Tremeloes, Skaos, Black Pus, The Toasters, Bill Wells, The Walker Brothers, Second Layer, World's Most, Intrusion, In Retrospect, The Busters, Supertramp, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Danielle Patucci, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Lebanon Hanover, Marine Girls, Brass Construction, Robert Wyatt, Parry Music, Beasts of Bourbon, Michelle Simonal, Scan 7, OOIOO, The Barracudas, Peter and Kerry, Loose Ends, Tomorrow, Judy Mowatt, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Bizarre Inc., Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.

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)