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 Sudan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 New Order to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.

All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Moss Icon, Eden Ahbez, Angry Samoans, Cluster, Peter & Gordon, Erykah Badu, Ultra Naté, The Zeros, The Offenders, Colin Newman, Maleditus Sound, Essential Logic, Yaz, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Gichy Dan, Yazoo, Lou Reed, Niagra, Vladislav Delay, Subhumans, Flash Fearless, Eyeless In Gaza, Sex Pistols, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Shuggie Otis, Deadbeat, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Walker Brothers, In Retrospect, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Blossom Toes, Crispy Ambulance, Echospace, EPMD, David Bowie, John Lydon, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, The Associates, Bad Manners, Slick Rick, Moby Grape, Prince Buster, Drive Like Jehu, Little Man, Sonny Sharrock, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Roger Hodgson, Monolake, the Soft Cell, Loose Ends, Jimmy McGriff, Sällskapet, Man Parrish, Brass Construction, Amazonics, E-Dancer, World's Most, Scientists, Duran Duran, Japan, Aloha Tigers, Make Up, Lakeside, Jeff Lynne, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.

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)