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 Brazil and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bad Manners to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.

All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Neil Young, Liliput, MC5, X-101, Stockholm Monsters, The Fall, John Foxx, Wire, Sparks, Matthew Bourne, Marmalade, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Fear, Sound Behaviour, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, T.S.O.L., Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, AZ, The Tremeloes, cv313, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Peter & Gordon, Nirvana, Barbara Tucker, Livin' Joy, The Gladiators, Deakin, Tim Buckley, Thee Headcoats, Cameo, The Fortunes, Electric Light Orchestra, It's A Beautiful Day, Von Mondo, DeepChord presents Echospace, Crispy Ambulance, Connie Case, Minor Threat, The New Christs, Quando Quango, La Düsseldorf, Icehouse, Average White Band, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Buckinghams, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, David Bowie, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Mantronix, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, The Zeros, Pantytec, The Cramps, Sandy B, Eyeless In Gaza, Quadrant, Deepchord, Soft Cell, Junior Murvin, the Slits, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.

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)