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 Cape Verde and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Aloha Tigers to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.

All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

La Düsseldorf, Sonic Youth, The Misunderstood, Television Personalities, David McCallum, Ash Ra Tempel, Kango’s Stein Massive, Larry & the Blue Notes, Sunsets and Hearts, LL Cool J, Kaleidoscope, Ralphi Rosario, The Neon Judgement, The Real Kids, The Pretty Things, K-Klass, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, DeepChord presents Echospace, ABBA, The Associates, DJ Style, It's A Beautiful Day, Jandek, Newcleus, Oppenheimer Analysis, Peter and Kerry, Kayak, Lee Hazlewood, The Cure, The Slackers, The Standells, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Pylon, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Knickerbockers, Pantytec, Charles Mingus, Terry Callier, Saccharine Trust, Yusef Lateef, Groovy Waters, cv313, Delon & Dalcan, Cameo, Lungfish, Boogie Down Productions, Skriet, Bill Wells, Thompson Twins, Carl Craig, Fifty Foot Hose, The Walker Brothers, Roger Hodgson, Man Parrish, Michelle Simonal, Motorama, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Cosmic Jokers, Eli Mardock, Gregory Isaacs, Trumans Water, Bobbi Humphrey, Ultra Naté, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.

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)