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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Foxx to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.

All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Rhythim Is Rhythim, Underground Resistance, Vainqueur, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Scott Walker, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, It's A Beautiful Day, the Human League, La Düsseldorf, Oppenheimer Analysis, Bobby Womack, Unwound, The Motions, Kevin Saunderson, Yusef Lateef, Loose Ends, The Fugs, Public Image Ltd., Country Joe & The Fish, Erykah Badu, Maurizio, Schoolly D, Jeff Lynne, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Panda Bear, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Mary Jane Girls, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Second Layer, Jandek, The Tremeloes, Magma, Ralphi Rosario, Scrapy, Brand Nubian, Buzzcocks, Gong, The Golliwogs, Godley & Creme, Sound Behaviour, Thompson Twins, Byron Stingily, Jacob Miller, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Ituana, Grauzone, The Pretty Things, Kas Product, The Evens, Wire, Moby Grape, Public Enemy, Robert Görl, Royal Trux, Marc Almond, Dark Day, Ice-T, Terry Callier, Barbara Tucker, UT, DJ Style, Tres Demented, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.

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)