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 Tonga and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 Q and Not U to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.

All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Maleditus Sound, The Sonics, Suicide, John Lydon, Monolake, The Standells, Panda Bear, China Crisis, Index, Todd Rundgren, Pharoah Sanders, Byron Stingily, The Evens, Jeff Mills, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Suburban Knight, Siglo XX, Pere Ubu, Sex Pistols, Derrick Morgan, The Red Krayola, Unrelated Segments, DeepChord presents Echospace, Lower 48, Country Joe & The Fish, Sly & The Family Stone, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Popol Vuh, Crash Course in Science, Sparks, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Blake Baxter, Echo & the Bunnymen, Robert Görl, The Fortunes, the Bar-Kays, Pole, The Remains, Quadrant, Make Up, John Holt, Stockholm Monsters, Unwound, Nils Olav, Bush Tetras, Eyeless In Gaza, The Pretty Things, Ice-T, Rites of Spring, Soft Machine, Ken Boothe, Eric Copeland, Sunsets and Hearts, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Fire Engines, Arcadia, Lalann, The Blues Magoos, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.

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)