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 Bolivia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Don Cherry to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.

All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.

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

Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Panda Bear, Lalann, Lalo Schifrin, Deepchord, Sarah Menescal, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Be Bop Deluxe, The Gories, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Nico, Michelle Simonal, The Motions, Peter & Gordon, Kaleidoscope, The Last Poets, Brass Construction, Silicon Teens, K-Klass, Lightning Bolt, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Smog, Surgeon, The Cure, Wally Richardson, Loose Ends, Junior Murvin, Erykah Badu, Josef K, The Sisters of Mercy, Kayak, the Sonics, Monolake, Stockholm Monsters, Symarip, The Five Americans, Toni Rubio, Faust, Eve St. Jones, Yazoo, Hashim, Soft Cell, Fat Boys, Scrapy, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Q and Not U, Isaac Hayes, New Order, It's A Beautiful Day, Dawn Penn, Barclay James Harvest, Accadde A, Johnny Osbourne, Sandy B, Leonard Cohen, Joe Smooth, Excepter, Yusef Lateef, Duran Duran, Stiv Bators, 10cc, The Gun Club, Johnny Clarke, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.

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)