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 Tuvalu and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 the Normal to the dance 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.

All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

48th St. Collective, Gang Green, Max Romeo, Hashim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Alice Coltrane, Adolescents, Simply Red, Barclay James Harvest, Fugazi, Matthew Halsall, Arab on Radar, Sparks, Severed Heads, the Association, Unrelated Segments, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Joyce Sims, Alton Ellis, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, DeepChord presents Echospace, Lucky Dragons, Idris Muhammad, The Barracudas, Rod Modell, Joensuu 1685, The Standells, Eric Copeland, Mission of Burma, The Mojo Men, Johnny Clarke, Shuggie Otis, Goldenarms, Neu!, X-Ray Spex, Section 25, Accadde A, Trumans Water, Negative Approach, Kas Product, Rosa Yemen, James Chance & The Contortions, Index, Amon Düül II, The Associates, Maleditus Sound, La Düsseldorf, the Normal, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Sister Nancy, Isaac Hayes, Ultra Naté, Ice-T, Moby Grape, Skarface, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Organ, X-101, Skaos, Livin' Joy, Michelle Simonal, A Certain Ratio, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)