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 China and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Flipper to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.

All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Rites of Spring, Ten City, Q65, The Skatalites, The Walker Brothers, Marine Girls, Black Moon, R.M.O., Fluxion, Oppenheimer Analysis, Soul II Soul, Whodini, Theoretical Girls, Underground Resistance, Freddie Wadling, Ohio Players, Amazonics, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, L. Decosne, The Durutti Column, Neil Young, Model 500, Chrome, The Misunderstood, Grauzone, The Fire Engines, Wasted Youth, Supertramp, Pierre Henry, Icehouse, Graham Central Station, Robert Görl, The Smiths, The Slackers, The Sonics, David Axelrod, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Pet Shop Boys, Altered Images, Kool Moe Dee, The Slits, CMW, Zero Boys, Reagan Youth, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, the Sonics, Pere Ubu, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Sparks, Gian Franco Pienzio, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Urselle, In Retrospect, Kevin Saunderson, Guru Guru, Max Romeo, Donny Hathaway, Gang Starr, Toni Rubio, Archie Shepp, JFA, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.

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)