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 Congo and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Idris Muhammad to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.

All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

It's A Beautiful Day, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Infiniti, Leonard Cohen, Fugazi, Flash Fearless, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Cosmic Jokers, The Sonics, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Minny Pops, Blake Baxter, The Music Machine, The Remains, Delta 5, Radiopuhelimet, Sällskapet, Mary Jane Girls, Audionom, Second Layer, Swell Maps, Main Source, Mission of Burma, Blossom Toes, Bobby Sherman, Duran Duran, Michelle Simonal, Colin Newman, The Motions, Zapp, Drexciya, The Sound, Susan Cadogan, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Amon Düül, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Adolescents, Reagan Youth, Bad Manners, The Litter, Marine Girls, Lindisfarne, Lonnie Liston Smith, Barrington Levy, Ultimate Spinach, Jeff Lynne, Camberwell Now, New Age Steppers, Derrick May, Sarah Menescal, Country Teasers, One Last Wish, Jeff Mills, Wasted Youth, Mars, The Gun Club, The Residents, Janne Schatter, Slave, Gil Scott Heron, Peter & Gordon, Circle Jerks, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)