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 Nicaragua and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and London.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Minutemen to the disco 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 MC5. All the underground hits.

All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Standells, Colin Newman, UT, Pulsallama, The Black Dice, Mary Jane Girls, The Fugs, Piero Umiliani, Pantytec, The New Christs, Pylon, Tropical Tobacco, Wings, Monolake, Throbbing Gristle, Ultramagnetic MC's, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Minnie Riperton, Aaron Thompson, Agitation Free, KRS-One, Black Sheep, Lalo Schifrin, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Smiths, The Modern Lovers, Lyres, Johnny Clarke, Soul Sonic Force, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ten City, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Royal Trux, Sly & The Family Stone, The Move, Electric Prunes, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Judy Mowatt, the Fania All-Stars, Scratch Acid, Big Daddy Kane, The Sonics, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Boogie Down Productions, Hoover, Dual Sessions, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Parry Music, Rekid, Crash Course in Science, Kerrie Biddell, Henry Cow, Rhythm & Sound, Television Personalities, Janne Schatter, Underground Resistance, Delon & Dalcan, Johnny Osbourne, Selector Dub Narcotic, Soft Machine, Ossler, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.

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)