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 Peru and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Suburban Knight to the crunk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.

All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Vaughan Mason & Crew, Nation of Ulysses, Eurythmics, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Reuben Wilson, Adolescents, Iggy Pop, Suicide, Yusef Lateef, Bauhaus, Accadde A, Nirvana, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Minor Threat, Eric Dolphy, Mark Hollis, Soul Sonic Force, The Martian, Sugar Minott, Darondo, The Tremeloes, Scion, The Gladiators, Fugazi, Roger Hodgson, B.T. Express, Curtis Mayfield, It's A Beautiful Day, Eve St. Jones, Ten City, The Vogues, John Coltrane, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, The Young Rascals, DJ Sneak, Cameo, Aswad, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Magazine, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Swell Maps, Blossom Toes, Youth Brigade, Vainqueur, Kerrie Biddell, Japan, China Crisis, The Cramps, U.S. Maple, Marine Girls, The Searchers, Cabaret Voltaire, Rosa Yemen, Lower 48, The Names, Sixth Finger, The Standells, Andrew Hill, The Grass Roots, The Mojo Men, Dark Day, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.

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)