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 Comoros and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Hoover to the punk 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.

All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Idris Muhammad, Lakeside, Peter and Kerry, the Swans, Inner City, Masters at Work, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Slick Rick, 8 Eyed Spy, DeepChord presents Echospace, Thee Headcoats, Y Pants, Frankie Knuckles, Motorama, The Real Kids, Make Up, Duran Duran, Hasil Adkins, Public Image Ltd., The Angels of Light, The Shadows of Knight, Robert Wyatt, Hardrive, Whodini, Connie Case, Newcleus, Bobby Womack, Nico, The Skatalites, Von Mondo, Shuggie Otis, Darondo, Gerry Rafferty, Stiv Bators, Television Personalities, Suburban Knight, Ultramagnetic MC's, Livin' Joy, Fluxion, Heaven 17, Alison Limerick, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Jeff Mills, Marcia Griffiths, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Carl Craig, Scan 7, Jesper Dahlbäck, Harpers Bizarre, The Tremeloes, Skriet, Mr. Review, Amon Düül, Maurizio, New Age Steppers, Lalo Schifrin, Rakim, Man Eating Sloth, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Ajijia Myrayebe, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.

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)