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 Samoa and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord 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 Dark Day to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.

All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Symarip, The Cramps, Neil Young, Metal Thangz, Henry Cow, The Royal Family And The Poor, John Coltrane, Siglo XX, Au Pairs, Bauhaus, Isaac Hayes, The Seeds, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Ultra Naté, The Trojans, Monolake, Rekid, kango's stein massive, Jesper Dahlbäck, Gong, Anakelly, Easy Going, The Gap Band, 10cc, Erykah Badu, Aloha Tigers, Clear Light, The Doors, Thompson Twins, The Alarm Clocks, The Real Kids, Tomorrow, John Cale, Gastr Del Sol, Maleditus Sound, Mary Jane Girls, Electric Light Orchestra, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Boz Scaggs, Hardrive, Absolute Body Control, The Young Rascals, Pussy Galore, Bronski Beat, Pantaleimon, 8 Eyed Spy, Bang On A Can, Gerry Rafferty, Fifty Foot Hose, Rosa Yemen, Ralphi Rosario, Glambeats Corp., Stetsasonic, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Wolf Eyes, Bootsy Collins, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Eddi Front, Kango’s Stein Massive, Faraquet, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Groovy Waters, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.

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)