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 Tanzania and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Connie Case to the electroclash 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.

All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ornette Coleman, The New Christs, Electric Light Orchestra, Cheater Slicks, Siglo XX, Leonard Cohen, Pierre Henry, Lou Reed & Metallica, Cluster, cv313, Scott Walker, Underground Resistance, Marine Girls, Soft Machine, Letta Mbulu, Alison Limerick, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Smog, Altered Images, Sarah Menescal, The J.B.'s, Accadde A, Pere Ubu, Davy DMX, Marc Almond, Jacob Miller, Tim Buckley, Henry Cow, Chrome, Roxette, Swell Maps, Reuben Wilson, MDC, Bad Manners, the Slits, The Fugs, The Slits, The Toasters, The Names, Swans, Tommy Roe, UT, Fela Kuti, Echospace, Eve St. Jones, Glambeats Corp., Crooked Eye, The Barracudas, These Immortal Souls, D'Angelo, Oppenheimer Analysis, Suicide, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Sonic Youth, the Bar-Kays, Blake Baxter, Unrelated Segments, Strawberry Alarm Clock, June of 44, Spoonie Gee, Pantaleimon, Josef K, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.

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)