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 France and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.

All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Stockholm Monsters, Agitation Free, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Judy Mowatt, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Metal Thangz, Audionom, Althea and Donna, Sly & The Family Stone, Moby Grape, Lower 48, Cameo, a-ha, Magazine, The Detroit Cobras, Bobbi Humphrey, Skarface, ABC, Lou Reed & Metallica, Wings, The Durutti Column, The Monks, June of 44, Mad Mike, Deadbeat, Reuben Wilson, The Fugs, T. Rex, Morten Harket, The Litter, Yazoo, The Motions, Brick, The Names, Livin' Joy, OOIOO, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Television Personalities, Jeff Mills, Crispian St. Peters, Bush Tetras, Oblivians, Sexual Harrassment, Erykah Badu, Unrelated Segments, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Knickerbockers, Deakin, Fluxion, Arthur Verocai, Davy DMX, Rekid, the Soft Cell, Lebanon Hanover, Negative Approach, The Mummies, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Kerri Chandler, James Chance & The Contortions, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.

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)