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 Malawi and from New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Houston.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joe Finger to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.

All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lower 48, The Flesh Eaters, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Gregory Isaacs, Pylon, Stereo Dub, X-Ray Spex, Davy DMX, Toni Rubio, Lightning Bolt, H. Thieme, Simply Red, David McCallum, The Standells, The Cosmic Jokers, Ronnie Foster, Sonny Sharrock, Faraquet, Godley & Creme, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Ornette Coleman, Echospace, Johnny Clarke, the Soft Cell, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lyres, Lee Hazlewood, Althea and Donna, Grandmaster Flash, Marshall Jefferson, Masters at Work, Joey Negro, Barrington Levy, The Busters, The Litter, LL Cool J, Wings, Glambeats Corp., Arcadia, Severed Heads, a-ha, Pagans, The Remains, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, ABC, A Certain Ratio, Carl Craig, Scientists, Banda Bassotti, Lou Reed, Suicide, L. Decosne, Schoolly D, Jacob Miller, Gastr Del Sol, R.M.O., UT, The Gories, the Human League, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)