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 Guatemala and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Index 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.

All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Association, Chris & Cosey, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Jacques Brel, Ultramagnetic MC's, Jerry Gold Smith, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Tremeloes, Ultra Naté, The Raincoats, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Velvet Underground, F. McDonald, Marcia Griffiths, Organ, Be Bop Deluxe, The Modern Lovers, John Foxx, Albert Ayler, Brick, Public Enemy, Stiv Bators, Loose Ends, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Moss Icon, Laurel Aitken, Deadbeat, The Seeds, Crispy Ambulance, Cal Tjader, New Order, Lonnie Liston Smith, Rotary Connection, Gregory Isaacs, Bob Dylan, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Gories, Piero Umiliani, The Names, The Walker Brothers, The Gap Band, Erasure, Thompson Twins, Panda Bear, Ponytail, Black Flag, Q and Not U, Blossom Toes, Wolf Eyes, Nas, Average White Band, a-ha, Joe Smooth, James White and The Blacks, Mad Mike, Sexual Harrassment, Flipper, Donny Hathaway, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.

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)