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 Kazakhstan and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fear to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.

All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Gastr Del Sol, The United States of America, Negative Approach, The Electric Prunes, 10cc, Young Marble Giants, Sly & The Family Stone, Cymande, The Last Poets, Flipper, The Angels of Light, The Moleskins, The Happenings, The Motions, Fad Gadget, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Glenn Branca, Ken Boothe, Yaz, Lyres, Joey Negro, Lightning Bolt, Jacques Brel, Barry Ungar, Wasted Youth, Angry Samoans, Unwound, Nirvana, Amon Düül, Larry & the Blue Notes, Kerri Chandler, Traffic Nightmare, Quantec, Marine Girls, The Blues Magoos, Yusef Lateef, John Cale, The Toasters, Delta 5, Throbbing Gristle, Reuben Wilson, The Human League, The Velvet Underground, Janne Schatter, Black Bananas, Neil Young, Funkadelic, Pantaleimon, Blossom Toes, Drexciya, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Stetsasonic, Panda Bear, Kool Moe Dee, Tomorrow, Maurizio, Amon Düül II, Matthew Bourne, Ultravox, Alton Ellis, Wings, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)