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 Luxembourg and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rap 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.

All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

John Foxx, Ronnie Foster, Barrington Levy, Kings Of Tomorrow, the Swans, Radio Birdman, The Monochrome Set, The Red Krayola, Popol Vuh, Iggy Pop, Gong, Skaos, Grey Daturas, Jacob Miller, Little Man, Cecil Taylor, Suburban Knight, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Seeds, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Pretty Things, Fad Gadget, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Pylon, The New Christs, Matthew Halsall, Lalann, The Divine Comedy, The Sonics, the Human League, Bobby Byrd, The Flesh Eaters, Kevin Saunderson, John Lydon, Quantec, OOIOO, Bizarre Inc., Grauzone, The Smiths, Lou Reed, The Index, Model 500, Scan 7, The Motions, The Stooges, Pierre Henry, Connie Case, Lakeside, World's Most, Fort Wilson Riot, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Bootsy Collins, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), ABBA, Arcadia, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Gang Green, Visage, Alison Limerick, Harmonia, Television, The Fortunes, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.

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)