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 Guinea and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Scan 7 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.

All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Accadde A, Smog, It's A Beautiful Day, The Leaves, Blake Baxter, FM Einheit, Von Mondo, Dave Gahan, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Archie Shepp, Sex Pistols, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Tommy Roe, Harmonia, Country Joe & The Fish, The Young Rascals, Drive Like Jehu, JFA, Black Bananas, Neu!, Quantec, Echo & the Bunnymen, Peter & Gordon, Michelle Simonal, Tres Demented, Lou Christie, Banda Bassotti, Amazonics, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Ultimate Spinach, Neil Young, Robert Görl, Mary Jane Girls, The Cosmic Jokers, Maleditus Sound, Sunsets and Hearts, DNA, Davy DMX, The Blackbyrds, CMW, Nick Fraelich, Byron Stingily, Oneida, Arthur Verocai, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, the Soft Cell, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Fuzztones, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Althea and Donna, Lyres, John Lydon, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Wolf Eyes, Audionom, Anakelly, Dawn Penn, Skriet, The Happenings, Matthew Halsall, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.

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)