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 Uruguay and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eden Ahbez to the punk 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.

All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Royal Family And The Poor, Yusef Lateef, The Dave Clark Five, Rufus Thomas, Suburban Knight, John Foxx, H. Thieme, AZ, Boogie Down Productions, Liliput, Joe Finger, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Davy DMX, Sonic Youth, the Germs, Marvin Gaye, Arthur Verocai, The Star Department, Q and Not U, Lightning Bolt, Television Personalities, Idris Muhammad, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Amazonics, Stockholm Monsters, The Smiths, Scrapy, Ronan, Ponytail, The Searchers, Eric Copeland, Wally Richardson, Susan Cadogan, the Association, Sandy B, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Bootsy Collins, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Marcia Griffiths, MDC, Alphaville, Isaac Hayes, Sun Ra, Connie Case, Harmonia, Unwound, The Cowsills, The Flesh Eaters, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Litter, Maurizio, Yellowson, Joyce Sims, Ludus, Echo & the Bunnymen, R.M.O., Sun City Girls, Jimmy McGriff, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Black Sheep, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Lucky Dragons, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.

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)