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 Belarus and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.

All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?

Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Deakin, The Remains, Inner City, Glambeats Corp., Smog, The Royal Family And The Poor, Scott Walker, The Doors, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Leonard Cohen, Newcleus, Ohio Players, Yusef Lateef, The Doobie Brothers, The Velvet Underground, Funky Four + One, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Grass Roots, Soul Sonic Force, Gong, The Seeds, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sound Behaviour, Jeff Lynne, Ponytail, Amon Düül II, June Days, Cheater Slicks, The Leaves, Crooked Eye, Danielle Patucci, Curtis Mayfield, Fort Wilson Riot, Crispian St. Peters, The Cure, The Fall, Jimmy McGriff, U.S. Maple, Symarip, The Electric Prunes, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ronnie Foster, Max Romeo, Little Man, The Mojo Men, Qualms, Pulsallama, Jesper Dahlback, Rosa Yemen, Chrome, Junior Murvin, Ash Ra Tempel, Wolf Eyes, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Roxette, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Kaleidoscope, Jandek, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.

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)