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 Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 The Happenings to the disco 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.

All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Fall, Grauzone, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Moby Grape, Leonard Cohen, Lightning Bolt, Lower 48, James White and The Blacks, Soft Cell, The Gladiators, The Golliwogs, Panda Bear, Moss Icon, The Seeds, Aaron Thompson, Glambeats Corp., Underground Resistance, Nirvana, Quando Quango, Louis and Bebe Barron, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, A Certain Ratio, Can, Procol Harum, Dawn Penn, Eli Mardock, The Grass Roots, Harry Pussy, the Bar-Kays, Man Parrish, Erykah Badu, Sexual Harrassment, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Marine Girls, Prince Buster, China Crisis, Bobbi Humphrey, Carl Craig, Reagan Youth, Lonnie Liston Smith, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Gabor Szabo, Q65, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sonic Youth, The Trojans, Little Man, Gong, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Offenders, Ossler, Fat Boys, Icehouse, Outsiders, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Dave Gahan, Deadbeat, Gang Starr, Excepter, Tears for Fears, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)