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 Kuwait and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dorothy Ashby to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.

All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Joensuu 1685, E-Dancer, Sun City Girls, Black Bananas, Todd Terry, Faraquet, Radio Birdman, The Tremeloes, Rakim, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Fort Wilson Riot, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Bauhaus, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Toasters, Trumans Water, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Joe Smooth, Bobby Sherman, Easy Going, Electric Light Orchestra, Ponytail, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Jacob Miller, Marshall Jefferson, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, the Sonics, Eddi Front, Severed Heads, Skriet, Pulsallama, Deepchord, Babytalk, Rotary Connection, Bobby Byrd, Jeff Lynne, Circle Jerks, Clear Light, Fluxion, T.S.O.L., The Moody Blues, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Avey Tare, Tres Demented, F. McDonald, Interpol, Neil Young, Don Cherry, Scott Walker, CMW, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Alison Limerick, Grey Daturas, Lucky Dragons, The Music Machine, The Names, Q65, The American Breed, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Country Joe & The Fish, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.

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)