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 India and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Adolescents to the techno 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.

All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Skarface, Little Man, Y Pants, Connie Case, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Swell Maps, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Country Teasers, The Real Kids, Derrick Morgan, Crispy Ambulance, Joyce Sims, Thee Headcoats, Rites of Spring, Lyres, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Cluster, Ohio Players, The Selecter, Lee Hazlewood, London Community Gospel Choir, a-ha, Ronan, the Germs, Sun Ra Arkestra, Kerri Chandler, The Grass Roots, Susan Cadogan, Radiohead, Average White Band, Khruangbin, Spoonie Gee, Johnny Clarke, Crime, The Index, Ossler, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Saints, The Toasters, The Red Krayola, Pantytec, Electric Light Orchestra, Kool Moe Dee, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, The Five Americans, Heaven 17, The Litter, Gabor Szabo, Morten Harket, Roxette, Franke, X-101, LL Cool J, Lalo Schifrin, The Fortunes, Bush Tetras, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Searchers, L. Decosne, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.

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)