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 Honduras and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Marine Girls to the techno 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.

All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 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 Isaac Hayes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

OOIOO, Sparks, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Negative Approach, Matthew Halsall, Gichy Dan, Tim Buckley, Visage, The Associates, Rosa Yemen, Anakelly, Bob Dylan, Joe Finger, Soulsonic Force, Alison Limerick, Monolake, The Chocolate Watch Band, Audionom, The Mojo Men, Television Personalities, PIL, Theoretical Girls, The Move, Mandrill, Reagan Youth, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Al Stewart, The Fuzztones, Kings Of Tomorrow, Porter Ricks, Desert Stars, Royal Trux, Jandek, Joyce Sims, Darondo, Rhythm & Sound, The Fall, Pet Shop Boys, DeepChord presents Echospace, Shuggie Otis, E-Dancer, the Slits, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Metal Thangz, Yusef Lateef, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, FM Einheit, Anthony Braxton, Cheater Slicks, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, London Community Gospel Choir, Jawbox, Nation of Ulysses, Laurel Aitken, Country Teasers, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Average White Band, Arab on Radar, Suburban Knight, Barclay James Harvest, Liaisons Dangereuses, Terry Callier, Lindisfarne, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.

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)