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 Turkey and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cameo to the grime 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.

All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Liliput, The Gap Band, Sad Lovers and Giants, Fear, Robert Görl, Minor Threat, Yazoo, The Doobie Brothers, Fort Wilson Riot, Aloha Tigers, The Detroit Cobras, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Pop Group, Hasil Adkins, The Moody Blues, Curtis Mayfield, John Coltrane, Frankie Knuckles, Ajijia Myrayebe, Lebanon Hanover, Soul Sonic Force, The Index, Neu!, Tommy Roe, Selector Dub Narcotic, The Leaves, Stereo Dub, The Misunderstood, Mr. Review, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Chris Corsano, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Howard Jones, Marvin Gaye, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Underground Resistance, The Monochrome Set, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Smiths, Delta 5, Mark Hollis, Mary Jane Girls, Sister Nancy, Joey Negro, Jandek, Swans, Hoover, Wire, Iggy Pop, Metal Thangz, Nation of Ulysses, Soul II Soul, The Litter, The Names, Traffic Nightmare, Intrusion, Bad Manners, Simply Red, Deadbeat, Ice-T, MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.

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)