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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sun City Girls to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.

All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Newcleus, Mantronix, Jandek, Royal Trux, Funkadelic, Moss Icon, Cal Tjader, The Happenings, Gil Scott Heron, Schoolly D, Eve St. Jones, Rekid, Jeff Lynne, Kurtis Blow, Davy DMX, Agent Orange, Sun Ra, The Offenders, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Pretty Things, Kango’s Stein Massive, Lindisfarne, Outsiders, The Victims, The Cramps, Ultravox, The Toasters, Big Daddy Kane, Roy Ayers, Easy Going, Procol Harum, Alphaville, Liaisons Dangereuses, Lucky Dragons, Terry Callier, Barrington Levy, The Selecter, Glenn Branca, Lonnie Liston Smith, Scrapy, Minutemen, Robert Wyatt, Jimmy McGriff, Silicon Teens, The Remains, Underground Resistance, Gian Franco Pienzio, Johnny Clarke, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, OOIOO, PIL, Depeche Mode, Nico, Neu!, Black Moon, Wire, The Gories, Crime, Simply Red, Lou Reed & Metallica, Eric B and Rakim, Magazine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.

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)