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 Mexico and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Guru Guru 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.

All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Peter & Gordon, Hot Snakes, Cybotron, Radiohead, Mo-Dettes, Be Bop Deluxe, The Shadows of Knight, Connie Case, Quantec, New Order, Barry Ungar, Bill Near, Leonard Cohen, Lightning Bolt, Von Mondo, Excepter, Avey Tare, Dual Sessions, MC5, The Knickerbockers, Don Cherry, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Cal Tjader, Harpers Bizarre, Jeru the Damaja, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Harmonia, Nas, The Barracudas, The Slackers, Scratch Acid, Jerry's Kids, Rhythm & Sound, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Heaven 17, Gabor Szabo, the Association, The Dead C, UT, The Birthday Party, The Fugs, Kevin Saunderson, Tres Demented, Fort Wilson Riot, Kas Product, Metal Thangz, Alphaville, Electric Light Orchestra, Sonic Youth, Lee Hazlewood, Neu!, The Neon Judgement, The Blackbyrds, Accadde A, Second Layer, The Standells, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Eurythmics, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.

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)