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 Japan and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Mojo Men to the rock 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.

All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lou Reed & Metallica, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Deepchord, Agent Orange, James White and The Blacks, Henry Cow, Radio Birdman, Fat Boys, Bootsy's Rubber Band, U.S. Maple, Banda Bassotti, Junior Murvin, Rufus Thomas, Dual Sessions, The Skatalites, The Mojo Men, Chris & Cosey, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Babytalk, The Golliwogs, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Flipper, Jandek, The Fire Engines, The Sound, Lucky Dragons, Deakin, Los Fastidios, Bob Dylan, E-Dancer, Bush Tetras, Neu!, Bad Manners, The Mighty Diamonds, Joensuu 1685, Blake Baxter, Funkadelic, Rotary Connection, John Cale, Morten Harket, Das Ding, Pantytec, Lebanon Hanover, Hashim, 10cc, Sonic Youth, Underground Resistance, Jacob Miller, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Donald Byrd, Mantronix, Massinfluence, Saccharine Trust, A Flock of Seagulls, Barbara Tucker, Von Mondo, Ice-T, The Velvet Underground, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Lou Reed & John Cale, Ten City, DNA, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.

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)