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 Nepal and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.

All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The J.B.'s, DeepChord presents Echospace, Marine Girls, Eric Dolphy, The Cure, The Happenings, Kaleidoscope, Sugar Minott, Goldenarms, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Von Mondo, Eric Copeland, Sun City Girls, Steve Hackett, A Flock of Seagulls, Ohio Players, Wire, Smog, Cameo, The Sisters of Mercy, The Angels of Light, Vladislav Delay, Bobbi Humphrey, Lalann, Underground Resistance, Loose Ends, Fatback Band, Black Flag, Tres Demented, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Ornette Coleman, Sandy B, Kas Product, Nas, Camouflage, Skriet, Grey Daturas, Lebanon Hanover, Prince Buster, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Joyce Sims, Man Parrish, Piero Umiliani, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Red Krayola, The Electric Prunes, Quantec, Andrew Hill, Pulsallama, Average White Band, Alice Coltrane, Index, Ponytail, This Heat, Tropical Tobacco, The Dave Clark Five, The Mummies, Gastr Del Sol, The Buckinghams, June of 44, The Cramps, The Shadows of Knight, The Techniques, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.

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)