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 Moldova and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Michelle Simonal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Busters. All the underground hits.

All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Guru Guru, Bill Wells, Traffic Nightmare, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Piero Umiliani, Brand Nubian, Public Image Ltd., Neil Young, Bobby Womack, Susan Cadogan, Jacob Miller, Pylon, Sugar Minott, Soft Cell, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, 8 Eyed Spy, EPMD, Jerry's Kids, Gregory Isaacs, Eden Ahbez, Brick, a-ha, Fluxion, The Real Kids, Pantaleimon, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Stooges, Accadde A, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Unwound, kango's stein massive, Jimmy McGriff, Warsaw, The Fuzztones, Minor Threat, Jawbox, Japan, The Doors, 10cc, Gabor Szabo, Terry Callier, Jesper Dahlbäck, Lucky Dragons, Flipper, Howard Jones, Danielle Patucci, Kayak, World's Most, Youth Brigade, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Organ, Girls At Our Best!, Fat Boys, Quando Quango, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Erykah Badu, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Red Krayola, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.

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)