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 Montenegro and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the disco 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.

All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Eden Ahbez, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Joensuu 1685, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Fugazi, Royal Trux, Supertramp, Gang Starr, The Star Department, Section 25, X-102, Bronski Beat, Eurythmics, Eric Copeland, AZ, Country Joe & The Fish, Qualms, Gang Gang Dance, Be Bop Deluxe, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, La Düsseldorf, Barry Ungar, The Smoke, New York Dolls, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Names, Charles Mingus, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Skarface, Cheater Slicks, Rotary Connection, Inner City, The Mojo Men, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Monks, The Pop Group, the Soft Cell, Darondo, Ludus, Letta Mbulu, Brand Nubian, R.M.O., Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, U.S. Maple, Amon Düül II, Quando Quango, Cluster, One Last Wish, Swell Maps, Stereo Dub, The Vogues, Man Eating Sloth, Nick Fraelich, Erykah Badu, The Mummies, The Raincoats, Al Stewart, F. McDonald, Aloha Tigers, Tim Buckley, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.

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)