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 Serbia and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Black Flag to the punk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.

All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

David McCallum, Nico, Fad Gadget, 10cc, Los Fastidios, E-Dancer, Underground Resistance, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ultimate Spinach, Laurel Aitken, the Slits, Byron Stingily, Barry Ungar, Marc Almond, John Coltrane, Dark Day, Derrick Morgan, One Last Wish, Pussy Galore, B.T. Express, The Doors, Outsiders, Amon Düül, The Gories, Gang Green, Rufus Thomas, Blancmange, Lalo Schifrin, Connie Case, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Fuzztones, Joyce Sims, Hashim, Sound Behaviour, Inner City, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Warren Ellis, The Monks, Con Funk Shun, Robert Hood, Black Sheep, Japan, Anakelly, Gian Franco Pienzio, Cheater Slicks, Franke, Porter Ricks, The Star Department, Jerry's Kids, The Standells, D'Angelo, Lungfish, Minny Pops, Joensuu 1685, New York Dolls, The J.B.'s, MDC, Funky Four + One, Dead Boys, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.

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)