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 Montenegro and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jawbox to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.

All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Roy Ayers, One Last Wish, The Toasters, Ludus, The Fall, F. McDonald, Agitation Free, Television Personalities, Shuggie Otis, Outsiders, James Chance & The Contortions, The Beau Brummels, Smog, The United States of America, JFA, The Sound, Jacob Miller, Lungfish, Soulsonic Force, Das Ding, Sun Ra Arkestra, Delta 5, Sonic Youth, The Dave Clark Five, Derrick Morgan, The Barracudas, Wolf Eyes, Q and Not U, Ronan, The Pretty Things, Minutemen, Crispy Ambulance, Zapp, Echo & the Bunnymen, Crime, Fear, Skriet, Lebanon Hanover, kango's stein massive, Simply Red, Janne Schatter, Sun Ra, Cabaret Voltaire, Moby Grape, David Axelrod, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, The Angels of Light, Pole, Leonard Cohen, Gang of Four, Zero Boys, The Mummies, The Doobie Brothers, Essential Logic, Juan Atkins, Ten City, Symarip, Arab on Radar, Fifty Foot Hose, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.

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)