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 Saudi Arabia and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Liliput to the grime 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.

All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, Warren Ellis, John Cale, Tropical Tobacco, Dawn Penn, Television, John Coltrane, Eric B and Rakim, ABC, Archie Shepp, China Crisis, Radio Birdman, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Sonics, Q and Not U, Lou Reed & Metallica, Soul II Soul, The Remains, The Music Machine, Be Bop Deluxe, Idris Muhammad, Arab on Radar, Peter & Gordon, Cybotron, Gang Gang Dance, These Immortal Souls, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Barrington Levy, The Martian, Pantaleimon, Visage, Minutemen, T.S.O.L., X-102, Todd Rundgren, The Move, Icehouse, A Flock of Seagulls, Hashim, Yaz, The Kinks, Ultramagnetic MC's, Henry Cow, Rufus Thomas, Lower 48, Roy Ayers, Sällskapet, The Mummies, Tres Demented, Harmonia, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Toni Rubio, Albert Ayler, The Fire Engines, DeepChord presents Echospace, Schoolly D, Crispian St. Peters, Pantytec, Goldenarms, Bronski Beat, Index, Derrick May, R.M.O., Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.

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)