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 St Lucia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Q65 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.

All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Don Cherry, Tres Demented, Banda Bassotti, Slave, The Sound, Robert Wyatt, Skarface, Crash Course in Science, Guru Guru, Mandrill, Lakeside, Technova, Cluster, Minutemen, Cybotron, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Sparks, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, James White and The Blacks, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Zeros, Nas, Sly & The Family Stone, Model 500, The Raincoats, Sonic Youth, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Rakim, Boogie Down Productions, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Blues Magoos, Popol Vuh, The Motions, The Leaves, Radiohead, Alison Limerick, Infiniti, Bluetip, The Real Kids, Hardrive, Interpol, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Sonics, Barrington Levy, Von Mondo, The Fire Engines, Donald Byrd, Aural Exciters, The Music Machine, Ultra Naté, Liaisons Dangereuses, Zero Boys, The Searchers, Cameo, David McCallum, Lonnie Liston Smith, The Invisible, T.S.O.L., Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.

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)