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 Kenya and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Smog to the funk 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.

All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Soul II Soul, Inner City, Animal Collective, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Pantytec, Main Source, The Victims, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Jesper Dahlbäck, Crash Course in Science, The Flesh Eaters, James Chance & The Contortions, Funkadelic, Donny Hathaway, Larry & the Blue Notes, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Roxy Music, Johnny Clarke, Q65, DeepChord presents Echospace, Adolescents, Unwound, Deakin, Fifty Foot Hose, Aloha Tigers, Depeche Mode, Cameo, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Dennis Brown, Negative Approach, Nils Olav, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Sonny Sharrock, Cal Tjader, The Chocolate Watch Band, Boogie Down Productions, Black Bananas, Pulsallama, Clear Light, Joy Division, The Monks, H. Thieme, Eve St. Jones, Jimmy McGriff, Trumans Water, Drexciya, The J.B.'s, The Associates, Ronan, Severed Heads, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Raincoats, Marshall Jefferson, The Red Krayola, Cabaret Voltaire, Reagan Youth, Amon Düül, Traffic Nightmare, Marc Almond, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.

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)