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 Switzerland and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 UT to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.

All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Star Department, Ultramagnetic MC's, Roxy Music, Scientists, Eli Mardock, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Pharoah Sanders, Faraquet, Eden Ahbez, Bill Wells, Tomorrow, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Dead C, Connie Case, Basic Channel, The Fall, Gong, Eric B and Rakim, Agitation Free, Guru Guru, Pet Shop Boys, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Juan Atkins, Crispy Ambulance, Magazine, David McCallum, Ludus, The Barracudas, Sam Rivers, Rites of Spring, Marshall Jefferson, Amon Düül II, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Con Funk Shun, Sandy B, Matthew Bourne, The Kinks, The Gun Club, F. McDonald, the Human League, Michelle Simonal, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, the Fania All-Stars, The Happenings, Gregory Isaacs, Mark Hollis, Deakin, Bluetip, Half Japanese, Gil Scott Heron, Albert Ayler, Au Pairs, Pantytec, U.S. Maple, Glenn Branca, Simply Red, Larry & the Blue Notes, Chris & Cosey, Bizarre Inc., Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.

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)