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 Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Junior Murvin to the crunk 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.

All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Boz Scaggs, Gastr Del Sol, The Birthday Party, The Vogues, Mary Jane Girls, Brand Nubian, Model 500, Peter & Gordon, D'Angelo, Neu!, Bobby Byrd, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Scan 7, Panda Bear, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Mandrill, The Real Kids, Dennis Brown, Jesper Dahlbäck, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Television Personalities, Stetsasonic, Blake Baxter, Slick Rick, Bang On A Can, Kurtis Blow, Patti Smith, Malaria!, Buzzcocks, Gian Franco Pienzio, Pagans, Gabor Szabo, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Davy DMX, The Pretty Things, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Moby Grape, The Saints, Marshall Jefferson, Yazoo, Pierre Henry, The Move, Sandy B, Arcadia, The Raincoats, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lou Reed & Metallica, Pantaleimon, Heavy D & The Boyz, Basic Channel, Unwound, Lou Reed & John Cale, Liaisons Dangereuses, Yusef Lateef, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Oppenheimer Analysis, Silicon Teens, World's Most, Infiniti, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.

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)