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 Austria and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 DJ Style to the grunge 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.

All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Zeros, Intrusion, Throbbing Gristle, Adolescents, Rufus Thomas, Can, The Sonics, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Slackers, The New Christs, Ronan, Gerry Rafferty, Soul II Soul, Ralphi Rosario, Sandy B, Lalann, Man Parrish, Sam Rivers, Eli Mardock, The Gories, The Human League, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Easy Going, Fat Boys, Icehouse, The Knickerbockers, Erykah Badu, Harmonia, Malaria!, Crime, Jandek, Dorothy Ashby, Junior Murvin, The Golliwogs, the Human League, Gil Scott Heron, Marmalade, Jacob Miller, Pet Shop Boys, The Gap Band, DJ Sneak, Soul Sonic Force, Vainqueur, Accadde A, A Certain Ratio, Quantec, Eden Ahbez, Parry Music, Boogie Down Productions, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Jacques Brel, Warsaw, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Yaz, Steve Hackett, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Star Department, Josef K, The Royal Family And The Poor, Fugazi, World's Most, John Cale, The Last Poets, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental 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)