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 Jordan and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Godley & Creme to the techno 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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

John Cale, Steve Hackett, Connie Case, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Surgeon, Lightning Bolt, Heaven 17, Kenny Larkin, James White and The Blacks, Rufus Thomas, Aaron Thompson, Gregory Isaacs, Black Flag, The Standells, Boogie Down Productions, Intrusion, Nick Fraelich, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, ABC, Bill Wells, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Bootsy Collins, Gong, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Chris & Cosey, Slave, The Offenders, June of 44, Make Up, Nico, Erykah Badu, The Smoke, Moby Grape, the Human League, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, David Axelrod, Piero Umiliani, Moebius, The Alarm Clocks, Johnny Clarke, The Mummies, Pet Shop Boys, Idris Muhammad, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Traffic Nightmare, Swans, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Marcia Griffiths, Soulsonic Force, The Dirtbombs, Tears for Fears, A Flock of Seagulls, The Moleskins, Tomorrow, Shoche, Lalo Schifrin, Kaleidoscope, Stereo Dub, Roxy Music, Brothers Johnson, The Royal Family And The Poor, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)