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 Brazil and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Connie Case to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.

All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Rotary Connection, James White and The Blacks, Ajijia Myrayebe, Von Mondo, Country Teasers, Sugar Minott, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Seeds, Bizarre Inc., Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Offenders, Alton Ellis, the Soft Cell, Dennis Brown, The Standells, Tim Buckley, Carl Craig, Adolescents, Bang On A Can, Essential Logic, Ponytail, The Zeros, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Reuben Wilson, Max Romeo, Suicide, The Slackers, Iggy Pop, The Beau Brummels, Mad Mike, Roger Hodgson, Joyce Sims, Deakin, kango's stein massive, Infiniti, Cecil Taylor, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Roy Ayers, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Ronnie Foster, Motorama, Main Source, Tubeway Army, Danielle Patucci, Harpers Bizarre, Dorothy Ashby, Warren Ellis, Harry Pussy, Pagans, Ralphi Rosario, Throbbing Gristle, The Victims, Lower 48, Piero Umiliani, David Axelrod, Scion, The Smoke, Yellowson, Schoolly D, Selector Dub Narcotic, The Kinks, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.

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)