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 Samoa and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skriet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.

All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Associates, Tom Boy, Q65, X-101, Half Japanese, Sad Lovers and Giants, Suburban Knight, The Tremeloes, Groovy Waters, Minutemen, Scrapy, Cybotron, Pere Ubu, Eyeless In Gaza, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Andrew Hill, Mo-Dettes, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Pussy Galore, London Community Gospel Choir, Kevin Saunderson, Tres Demented, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Model 500, Alison Limerick, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Qualms, Fugazi, Arthur Verocai, Marcia Griffiths, Kenny Larkin, Organ, Darondo, Brass Construction, Von Mondo, Soulsonic Force, Index, The Sisters of Mercy, Simply Red, Crooked Eye, Stereo Dub, Underground Resistance, MC5, The Dave Clark Five, Yusef Lateef, Fifty Foot Hose, X-102, China Crisis, Goldenarms, the Fania All-Stars, EPMD, Ornette Coleman, Smog, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Human League, KRS-One, Average White Band, Faust, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.

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)