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 Tanzania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 X-102 to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.

All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.

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

But have you seen my records?

Livin' Joy, Television Personalities, Mo-Dettes, Black Flag, Kool Moe Dee, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Thompson Twins, Robert Hood, Nils Olav, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Standells, The Fugs, The J.B.'s, Dennis Brown, Radio Birdman, Erykah Badu, The Mojo Men, The Associates, Soul II Soul, Boz Scaggs, Bill Near, Monolake, Jacques Brel, MC5, Ultimate Spinach, Pantytec, Ronan, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Rotary Connection, The Names, Suburban Knight, Howard Jones, The Wake, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Q and Not U, Amazonics, Section 25, Pylon, Yaz, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Public Image Ltd., Skriet, Ralphi Rosario, The Red Krayola, Simply Red, Flamin' Groovies, ABC, Bluetip, The Mighty Diamonds, Can, Nirvana, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Michelle Simonal, Ohio Players, Average White Band, Qualms, The Residents, Scrapy, Pierre Henry, Joe Finger, Guru Guru, Lou Reed & Metallica, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.

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)