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 Kyrgyzstan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Hoover to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.

All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sam Rivers, Moss Icon, Eric Dolphy, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Josef K, Ajijia Myrayebe, Subhumans, DeepChord presents Echospace, Pantaleimon, The Golliwogs, Vladislav Delay, The Slits, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Bobby Hutcherson, Pere Ubu, The Young Rascals, the Bar-Kays, Yaz, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Swans, Babytalk, Oblivians, Grandmaster Flash, Boogie Down Productions, Massinfluence, Soulsonic Force, Jawbox, Erasure, Echospace, The Human League, Nils Olav, H. Thieme, Unwound, The Fuzztones, Tears for Fears, K-Klass, 10cc, Section 25, kango's stein massive, Leonard Cohen, The Stooges, the Human League, Todd Terry, The Standells, Nico, The Leaves, Eve St. Jones, The Sonics, Wire, Gerry Rafferty, Jeff Mills, Marshall Jefferson, Ornette Coleman, Altered Images, The Gun Club, Chris & Cosey, Ossler, Newcleus, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.

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)