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 Lithuania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sun Ra to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.

All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Bar-Kays, Faraquet, Sexual Harrassment, Little Man, Danielle Patucci, John Lydon, China Crisis, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Guru Guru, Althea and Donna, Oppenheimer Analysis, Youth Brigade, Selector Dub Narcotic, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gang Gang Dance, Simply Red, Ten City, Nirvana, Yazoo, Ice-T, Royal Trux, Jandek, Funkadelic, The Fall, Cabaret Voltaire, The Chocolate Watch Band, Toni Rubio, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Moody Blues, Shuggie Otis, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Sound Behaviour, Kas Product, Inner City, Minnie Riperton, A Certain Ratio, E-Dancer, Connie Case, Kenny Larkin, Iggy Pop, The Durutti Column, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Fortunes, Black Pus, Clear Light, H. Thieme, Gil Scott Heron, Bobbi Humphrey, The Angels of Light, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Kool Moe Dee, Jacob Miller, Skaos, Isaac Hayes, The Star Department, 10cc, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Pretty Things, Slick Rick, Tom Boy, KRS-One, Blake Baxter, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.

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)