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 Congo and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 New York and Mumbai.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.

All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Echospace, Nick Fraelich, World's Most, Oppenheimer Analysis, Ossler, Kool Moe Dee, Aloha Tigers, DJ Style, Junior Murvin, Radio Birdman, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Steve Hackett, Brass Construction, Deepchord, Groovy Waters, Slick Rick, It's A Beautiful Day, Icehouse, Crispy Ambulance, Essential Logic, Alphaville, X-Ray Spex, The Royal Family And The Poor, Sound Behaviour, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Standells, Surgeon, Anakelly, JFA, T.S.O.L., Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Sam Rivers, Swell Maps, The Techniques, Peter & Gordon, Glambeats Corp., Andrew Hill, Tom Boy, Buzzcocks, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Marvin Gaye, The Gun Club, Barclay James Harvest, R.M.O., The Cramps, Erykah Badu, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, David McCallum, X-102, Minor Threat, Joe Finger, Von Mondo, Visage, Basic Channel, Davy DMX, Stereo Dub, The New Christs, X-101, The Dead C, Neil Young, Dark Day, Gabor Szabo, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)