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 Hungary and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the punk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.

All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Maleditus Sound, Slave, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Pharoah Sanders, DJ Style, Depeche Mode, Matthew Halsall, Sparks, Grey Daturas, Heaven 17, Laurel Aitken, Moby Grape, Easy Going, New Order, Siglo XX, Soulsonic Force, Rhythm & Sound, Oneida, Shuggie Otis, Scan 7, The Blues Magoos, Nick Fraelich, Ituana, Dark Day, Fifty Foot Hose, Mars, MDC, the Slits, Nico, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Skatalites, Con Funk Shun, Connie Case, Lakeside, Eden Ahbez, Alison Limerick, Carl Craig, Jacob Miller, 8 Eyed Spy, Anakelly, Johnny Clarke, Derrick May, Kings Of Tomorrow, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Jesper Dahlback, Technova, Ultimate Spinach, Rekid, Stereo Dub, 48th St. Collective, Tears for Fears, Mary Jane Girls, Pet Shop Boys, Pole, Deadbeat, Terry Callier, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Suburban Knight, Selector Dub Narcotic, K-Klass, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.

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)