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 Panama and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Surgeon to the grime 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.

All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Avey Tare, Sun Ra, Robert Görl, The Associates, Bauhaus, The J.B.'s, Marine Girls, New Age Steppers, The Monochrome Set, Accadde A, Organ, Fifty Foot Hose, EPMD, Zapp, Camberwell Now, It's A Beautiful Day, The Fugs, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Flash Fearless, Girls At Our Best!, Con Funk Shun, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Tremeloes, The Skatalites, Grauzone, Jerry's Kids, Nation of Ulysses, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sam Rivers, Mission of Burma, Roy Ayers, Drive Like Jehu, Ten City, Gastr Del Sol, Oppenheimer Analysis, Colin Newman, Brick, James Chance & The Contortions, Moss Icon, Model 500, Index, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Carl Craig, Sugar Minott, Andrew Hill, Jesper Dahlbäck, Hot Snakes, X-102, The Remains, K-Klass, Archie Shepp, Kings Of Tomorrow, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Birthday Party, June of 44, Terrestrial Tones, Godley & Creme, Easy Going, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.

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)