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 South Africa and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Public Enemy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.

All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Doobie Brothers, Bill Wells, Pere Ubu, Monks, Glambeats Corp., The Dead C, Peter & Gordon, Mr. Review, John Foxx, the Sonics, Joe Finger, Fluxion, It's A Beautiful Day, Rakim, Skarface, Electric Prunes, the Association, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Lower 48, Gang Green, Johnny Osbourne, Tom Boy, Altered Images, Y Pants, X-102, Bobby Womack, Underground Resistance, Laurel Aitken, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Lee Hazlewood, Lalo Schifrin, Reuben Wilson, Deepchord, Yusef Lateef, David Axelrod, Royal Trux, U.S. Maple, Malaria!, The Litter, The Shadows of Knight, Das Ding, Sonic Youth, Thompson Twins, Fugazi, Oppenheimer Analysis, Lou Christie, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Main Source, The Cowsills, Smog, Pet Shop Boys, Model 500, Con Funk Shun, Radiohead, Stereo Dub, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Fortunes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.

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)