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 Thailand and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ultimate Spinach to the punk 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.

All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Amazonics, Glambeats Corp., Groovy Waters, Kerri Chandler, The Gories, The Fugs, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, KRS-One, Funkadelic, The Motions, The Alarm Clocks, Parry Music, Dual Sessions, Cal Tjader, Oppenheimer Analysis, Brick, Patti Smith, Dark Day, Barclay James Harvest, the Soft Cell, Sonny Sharrock, Motorama, Minny Pops, Chrome, Lalann, Kayak, Isaac Hayes, The Detroit Cobras, EPMD, The Move, Pulsallama, Country Teasers, Babytalk, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, cv313, Harmonia, Buzzcocks, Suicide, Ornette Coleman, Cluster, Scrapy, U.S. Maple, Anthony Braxton, Mad Mike, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Jandek, Supertramp, The Victims, The Pop Group, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Reagan Youth, Dennis Brown, Gang Gang Dance, Anakelly, Lucky Dragons, Jerry's Kids, Donny Hathaway, New Order, Darondo, Bootsy Collins, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.

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)