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 South Africa and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Royal Family And The Poor to the crunk 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.

All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

One Last Wish, Simply Red, Rotary Connection, Lalo Schifrin, The Dave Clark Five, Essential Logic, Qualms, Derrick Morgan, the Fania All-Stars, DJ Style, The Pop Group, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, X-101, The Monks, Girls At Our Best!, Yusef Lateef, Rakim, Pharoah Sanders, Rhythm & Sound, Larry & the Blue Notes, kango's stein massive, Todd Rundgren, Howard Jones, Con Funk Shun, David Axelrod, Monolake, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Jandek, Circle Jerks, Kerrie Biddell, Procol Harum, Ossler, The Gories, E-Dancer, Jacob Miller, Bootsy Collins, The Slackers, Kas Product, Althea and Donna, MDC, The Dirtbombs, Deepchord, Wolf Eyes, Amazonics, The Seeds, Brothers Johnson, Bluetip, Eyeless In Gaza, Cybotron, Moss Icon, Rites of Spring, Aloha Tigers, Henry Cow, The Gap Band, Sparks, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Sly & The Family Stone, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Spandau Ballet, Public Image Ltd., Saccharine Trust, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry 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)