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 Dominica and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 L. Decosne to the rock 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.

All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Warsaw, T.S.O.L., Technova, Nas, Gil Scott Heron, Pussy Galore, Avey Tare, Kerri Chandler, One Last Wish, Pantytec, Average White Band, Cybotron, Pantaleimon, Au Pairs, Jawbox, Tommy Roe, World's Most, Eurythmics, Skriet, The Dirtbombs, Harmonia, The Flesh Eaters, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, the Germs, Parry Music, Urselle, DJ Sneak, Bobbi Humphrey, Marvin Gaye, Q65, Lou Reed & Metallica, Unwound, Echospace, Sällskapet, Deepchord, DeepChord presents Echospace, Q and Not U, The Cure, Faraquet, Yaz, The Standells, Country Joe & The Fish, Cameo, Grandmaster Flash, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Tears for Fears, Guru Guru, David McCallum, China Crisis, The Happenings, Audionom, The Offenders, These Immortal Souls, The Walker Brothers, Index, Livin' Joy, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Lou Christie, UT, Sparks, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.

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)