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 Lithuania and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Holger Czukay 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.

All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Grass Roots, Patti Smith, Hashim, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, the Bar-Kays, The Toasters, Sugar Minott, Visage, Maleditus Sound, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Henry Cow, Sun City Girls, The Zeros, Wire, Sonny Sharrock, Marcia Griffiths, Black Flag, Audionom, Marvin Gaye, Matthew Halsall, Motorama, Guru Guru, Fat Boys, Grey Daturas, Mo-Dettes, Country Joe & The Fish, Magma, Flamin' Groovies, The Mighty Diamonds, Mars, London Community Gospel Choir, Matthew Bourne, The Remains, Popol Vuh, Hot Snakes, Quadrant, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Section 25, Erasure, Ash Ra Tempel, Lindisfarne, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Albert Ayler, Funkadelic, The Searchers, the Swans, Glenn Branca, Warren Ellis, The Royal Family And The Poor, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, the Fania All-Stars, David McCallum, Subhumans, Amazonics, Byron Stingily, The Divine Comedy, Average White Band, MC5, Rapeman, The Barracudas, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.

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)