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 the UAE and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 punk 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.

All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Section 25, Ituana, Cymande, The American Breed, Nas, Anthony Braxton, Gil Scott Heron, Archie Shepp, Jawbox, Vladislav Delay, Fluxion, David Axelrod, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Last Poets, Gian Franco Pienzio, Big Daddy Kane, Bob Dylan, Oppenheimer Analysis, Pole, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, ABBA, Kevin Saunderson, The Dave Clark Five, U.S. Maple, Dennis Brown, Soul Sonic Force, Rakim, the Human League, The Grass Roots, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Robert Hood, Symarip, Graham Central Station, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Gap Band, Crispian St. Peters, Gregory Isaacs, The Velvet Underground, The Evens, Josef K, Tres Demented, Urselle, Mantronix, Aloha Tigers, The Motions, Monks, Organ, Howard Jones, Pagans, China Crisis, The Slackers, Dawn Penn, The Divine Comedy, Essential Logic, Prince Buster, Henry Cow, Suburban Knight, The Mummies, Jandek, Marc Almond, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Little Man, Andrew Hill, The Alarm Clocks, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.

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)