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 Norway and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter & Gordon to the funk 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.

All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Clear Light, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, DJ Style, The Angels of Light, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, World's Most, Toni Rubio, Eli Mardock, The Seeds, Ten City, Chris Corsano, New Order, The Move, The Dave Clark Five, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, La Düsseldorf, Kayak, Parry Music, The Durutti Column, Alphaville, Suicide, Marcia Griffiths, The Fire Engines, Sound Behaviour, Roxy Music, Laurel Aitken, These Immortal Souls, Vladislav Delay, Jeff Mills, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Gabor Szabo, The Grass Roots, Spandau Ballet, Mantronix, Isaac Hayes, Rekid, The Mummies, Bad Manners, The Evens, Lonnie Liston Smith, In Retrospect, Sight & Sound, Hoover, The Last Poets, Flash Fearless, E-Dancer, Lebanon Hanover, Yaz, Ralphi Rosario, Section 25, JFA, Roy Ayers, Sly & The Family Stone, Neil Young, Ajijia Myrayebe, Arab on Radar, The Electric Prunes, Babytalk, Dead Boys, Cymande, The Selecter, Tom Boy, Boogie Down Productions, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.

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)