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 Niger and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roxette to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.

All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Pop Group, Japan, Cluster, Peter and Kerry, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, cv313, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Technova, Goldenarms, Spandau Ballet, Essential Logic, the Fania All-Stars, Cheater Slicks, Alphaville, Rotary Connection, Lindisfarne, Niagra, Vainqueur, Negative Approach, The Happenings, The Gap Band, Derrick Morgan, DNA, James Chance & The Contortions, The Smiths, Louis and Bebe Barron, Gang Gang Dance, Trumans Water, The Evens, Infiniti, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Pharoah Sanders, Gastr Del Sol, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Martian, The Zeros, Pet Shop Boys, Prince Buster, DeepChord presents Echospace, the Sonics, The Golliwogs, Smog, The Saints, CMW, Bizarre Inc., Andrew Hill, Duran Duran, The Mighty Diamonds, Schoolly D, Jacob Miller, Delon & Dalcan, The Standells, The Dirtbombs, Main Source, James White and The Blacks, Sight & Sound, Mr. Review, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Glambeats Corp., Kings Of Tomorrow, Oppenheimer Analysis, Eddi Front, Ossler, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.

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)