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 Croatia and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Misunderstood to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.

All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Schoolly D, The Smoke, Neu!, Ajijia Myrayebe, Alice Coltrane, Boogie Down Productions, La Düsseldorf, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, World's Most, Reagan Youth, T. Rex, Grauzone, Monks, Black Sheep, FM Einheit, Sun Ra Arkestra, Glambeats Corp., Fela Kuti, Pylon, Nils Olav, Robert Hood, Los Fastidios, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Television, The Offenders, The Sisters of Mercy, Faust, Franke, Q and Not U, DJ Style, Bauhaus, Stockholm Monsters, Dual Sessions, The Barracudas, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Pierre Henry, Sunsets and Hearts, AZ, Sight & Sound, Graham Central Station, Guru Guru, Be Bop Deluxe, Fluxion, Model 500, Scan 7, Bobby Sherman, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Vladislav Delay, Masters at Work, Joyce Sims, John Coltrane, Alton Ellis, Harmonia, Funkadelic, K-Klass, Fort Wilson Riot, Patti Smith, Gichy Dan, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..

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)