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 Liberia and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Liliput to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.

All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Crispy Ambulance, Scion, The Cure, Crime, The Chocolate Watch Band, Quantec, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, E-Dancer, Make Up, kango's stein massive, Clear Light, Davy DMX, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Barclay James Harvest, Sister Nancy, Nas, Donny Hathaway, Arthur Verocai, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Lungfish, New Age Steppers, Q65, Talk Talk, Althea and Donna, Fort Wilson Riot, Yusef Lateef, Jesper Dahlback, Monolake, the Association, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Rekid, Bobby Byrd, Lou Reed, The Residents, Kool Moe Dee, Jesper Dahlbäck, This Heat, Ludus, Gerry Rafferty, Section 25, Erasure, The Golliwogs, Flipper, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Wings, Zapp, Lou Christie, Junior Murvin, Wasted Youth, Echo & the Bunnymen, Black Sheep, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Blackbyrds, Heaven 17, Blossom Toes, Unwound, Half Japanese, Magazine, Neil Young, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Motions, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.

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)