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 Senegal and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Grass Roots to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.

All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Smog, The Modern Lovers, John Foxx, The Fuzztones, Crispian St. Peters, Ronan, Bronski Beat, Schoolly D, Amon Düül II, The New Christs, Ultravox, Guru Guru, Television Personalities, Scion, The J.B.'s, Jesper Dahlback, the Bar-Kays, Shoche, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Symarip, Soft Machine, Sixth Finger, Grey Daturas, Grandmaster Flash, Accadde A, Monolake, Yazoo, Scratch Acid, Joe Smooth, Brothers Johnson, Second Layer, Wire, Make Up, The Mojo Men, Swell Maps, Max Romeo, Massinfluence, The Slackers, Ronnie Foster, Oblivians, Soulsonic Force, The Electric Prunes, Gang of Four, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Lou Christie, Moby Grape, Ponytail, DJ Sneak, Model 500, Amon Düül, Sun City Girls, Moss Icon, The Durutti Column, Minutemen, The Seeds, kango's stein massive, Harry Pussy, The Moody Blues, The Gladiators, The Victims, Tubeway Army, Sun Ra, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.

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)