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 Burundi and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Skriet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.

All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, MC5, Kayak, Altered Images, Easy Going, Mantronix, Flamin' Groovies, OOIOO, K-Klass, The Slits, The Shadows of Knight, The Toasters, The Evens, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Stetsasonic, Hasil Adkins, PIL, Man Eating Sloth, Absolute Body Control, Radio Birdman, Harry Pussy, Oneida, the Bar-Kays, The Gun Club, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Zero Boys, Flash Fearless, Godley & Creme, Nick Fraelich, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Gap Band, Bronski Beat, John Coltrane, Bootsy Collins, The United States of America, Joe Smooth, Junior Murvin, the Human League, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Franke, Kool Moe Dee, Siglo XX, Kevin Saunderson, Niagra, Surgeon, Beasts of Bourbon, Fifty Foot Hose, Scott Walker, Gabor Szabo, Schoolly D, Frankie Knuckles, H. Thieme, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Johnny Clarke, Youth Brigade, Sly & The Family Stone, Metal Thangz, Hashim, Sister Nancy, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.

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)