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 Hungary and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Urselle to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.

All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Pop Group, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Red Krayola, Von Mondo, The Evens, Yellowson, The Sound, Sad Lovers and Giants, Yaz, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Mars, Hasil Adkins, Lou Christie, David Axelrod, London Community Gospel Choir, Ituana, Excepter, Moebius, Wasted Youth, LL Cool J, The Walker Brothers, Outsiders, The Buckinghams, The Moody Blues, The Misunderstood, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Ash Ra Tempel, Todd Rundgren, Ultramagnetic MC's, Man Eating Sloth, Blake Baxter, The Cramps, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Vladislav Delay, Oblivians, Spandau Ballet, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Sight & Sound, Boredoms, Jerry's Kids, Henry Cow, Qualms, The Selecter, Electric Prunes, Anthony Braxton, The Smiths, Masters at Work, Soulsonic Force, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Names, Black Flag, Circle Jerks, Ajijia Myrayebe, T.S.O.L., Reagan Youth, Pylon, The Real Kids, Frankie Knuckles, Tomorrow, Amon Düül, Kool Moe Dee, Icehouse, Lebanon Hanover, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)