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 Thailand and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sugar Minott to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.

All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Boz Scaggs, Anakelly, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Lower 48, Sonic Youth, Spoonie Gee, The Happenings, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Surgeon, Skaos, Technova, the Swans, The Pretty Things, Lalo Schifrin, The Gap Band, The Sound, China Crisis, Sixth Finger, Drive Like Jehu, The Golliwogs, Eddi Front, Magma, Isaac Hayes, Gian Franco Pienzio, Crime, The Busters, Ten City, Gerry Rafferty, Roger Hodgson, The Angels of Light, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Erykah Badu, The Slackers, B.T. Express, Bobby Byrd, The Grass Roots, David Axelrod, Metal Thangz, Chris Corsano, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Drexciya, Maleditus Sound, Tropical Tobacco, Fear, Thee Headcoats, Kango’s Stein Massive, Donald Byrd, The Royal Family And The Poor, Yusef Lateef, Quadrant, Cluster, F. McDonald, The Human League, Ronan, The Trojans, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Glenn Branca, Gastr Del Sol, The Mummies, The Cure, Bootsy Collins, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.

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)