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 Armenia and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neu! to the rock 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.

All Country Joe & The Fish 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 crunk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Sound Behaviour, B.T. Express, LL Cool J, Tears for Fears, Vaughan Mason & Crew, JFA, Dave Gahan, Parry Music, Todd Terry, Brand Nubian, Funky Four + One, Yusef Lateef, Brick, Lightning Bolt, The Fall, Fatback Band, The Red Krayola, Kango’s Stein Massive, Excepter, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Ultramagnetic MC's, MC5, Oppenheimer Analysis, Neil Young, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Monks, Agent Orange, Zapp, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Althea and Donna, Average White Band, Josef K, Gastr Del Sol, The Mojo Men, Neu!, Soulsonic Force, Gregory Isaacs, Matthew Halsall, Terrestrial Tones, The New Christs, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Slackers, Rhythim Is Rhythim, The Monochrome Set, Whodini, Moebius, Albert Ayler, Goldenarms, Cymande, Thee Headcoats, Roy Ayers, Smog, Minutemen, Stetsasonic, Ornette Coleman, Dennis Brown, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Monolake, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.

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)