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 Maldives and from Toronto.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Loose Ends to the crunk 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.

All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders 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?

Eyeless In Gaza, DJ Sneak, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Quantec, Drive Like Jehu, Johnny Clarke, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Marine Girls, Severed Heads, Suicide, The Raincoats, Hashim, Pharoah Sanders, Essential Logic, Jeff Mills, Babytalk, Boredoms, Dennis Brown, Kenny Larkin, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Marshall Jefferson, Howard Jones, The Royal Family And The Poor, Schoolly D, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Avey Tare, Main Source, Lou Christie, Shuggie Otis, The New Christs, Bluetip, Lebanon Hanover, Skarface, the Swans, Monolake, Index, Brothers Johnson, Cabaret Voltaire, Delta 5, Lakeside, Reagan Youth, Subhumans, Country Teasers, Yazoo, Scrapy, Ossler, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Moebius, Silicon Teens, Lalo Schifrin, Cecil Taylor, Gang Green, Maurizio, Q65, Adolescents, The Smoke, Section 25, Oblivians, the Sonics, Bronski Beat, In Retrospect, The Moleskins, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.

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)