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 Benin and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 10cc to the techno 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.

All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Franke, Main Source, Barbara Tucker, Panda Bear, The Real Kids, Moebius, The Golliwogs, Gregory Isaacs, Surgeon, Kango’s Stein Massive, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Andrew Hill, Robert Görl, Al Stewart, Moby Grape, Absolute Body Control, Banda Bassotti, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Gichy Dan, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Beau Brummels, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Chris Corsano, The Fall, Essential Logic, Outsiders, Bobby Sherman, Dave Gahan, Ash Ra Tempel, Eddi Front, Girls At Our Best!, DJ Style, The Chocolate Watch Band, Suburban Knight, Todd Rundgren, Metal Thangz, Eurythmics, The Smiths, Little Man, Animal Collective, Flamin' Groovies, Scientists, Toni Rubio, Procol Harum, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Blues Magoos, The Residents, The Trojans, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Alarm Clocks, Q and Not U, Tim Buckley, Ten City, New Order, Archie Shepp, Country Teasers, Janne Schatter, Dawn Penn, Scott Walker, Soft Cell, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.

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)