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 Turkmenistan and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Ultra Naté to the techno 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.

All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

David McCallum, Q and Not U, Lyres, Godley & Creme, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Adolescents, Delta 5, Warsaw, Circle Jerks, Robert Görl, Sun City Girls, Connie Case, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Cowsills, Fat Boys, JFA, James Chance & The Contortions, Fluxion, Reagan Youth, Cabaret Voltaire, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Sad Lovers and Giants, cv313, Mo-Dettes, Alton Ellis, Rotary Connection, Kango’s Stein Massive, Marshall Jefferson, Lou Reed & Metallica, Bobby Byrd, Ossler, Wolf Eyes, The Cure, Intrusion, Procol Harum, Unwound, Barbara Tucker, New York Dolls, Slick Rick, Selector Dub Narcotic, The J.B.'s, the Association, Liaisons Dangereuses, Fela Kuti, Scratch Acid, The Associates, Panda Bear, The Skatalites, Danielle Patucci, Shoche, Duran Duran, Sister Nancy, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Roxy Music, the Sonics, James White and The Blacks, Grandmaster Flash, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.

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)