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 Benin and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.

All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Eric Dolphy, Archie Shepp, Soft Machine, cv313, Funky Four + One, Trumans Water, Prince Buster, The Motions, Ituana, Kaleidoscope, The Shadows of Knight, Radio Birdman, Sonny Sharrock, Minny Pops, The Trojans, Marmalade, Bush Tetras, Metal Thangz, Unrelated Segments, Neil Young, Derrick May, Excepter, The Durutti Column, David Bowie, Stockholm Monsters, Mission of Burma, Soft Cell, Franke, The Flesh Eaters, Kurtis Blow, Public Image Ltd., The Young Rascals, Barrington Levy, Organ, Deepchord, Gong, D'Angelo, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Barracudas, Pantaleimon, Section 25, 8 Eyed Spy, Index, Mandrill, Angry Samoans, The Walker Brothers, Black Pus, Hoover, The Doobie Brothers, Soul Sonic Force, Robert Görl, The Mighty Diamonds, The Cure, Jerry Gold Smith, The Chocolate Watch Band, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Crispian St. Peters, The Saints, Warren Ellis, Robert Wyatt, Stetsasonic, the Normal, Moby Grape, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.

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)