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 Slovakia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cramps to the disco 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.

All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.

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

But have you seen my records?

Joensuu 1685, Ash Ra Tempel, Lightning Bolt, The Associates, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Moebius, Fatback Band, Youth Brigade, Kool Moe Dee, Toni Rubio, Stetsasonic, John Lydon, Dorothy Ashby, Country Teasers, Whodini, Sun City Girls, Blancmange, Echo & the Bunnymen, Ice-T, Siglo XX, Kenny Larkin, Los Fastidios, The Chocolate Watch Band, Mad Mike, Traffic Nightmare, Joey Negro, Sandy B, Delon & Dalcan, Fort Wilson Riot, Todd Rundgren, Fluxion, Buzzcocks, Stereo Dub, Black Flag, Roger Hodgson, Gong, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Count Five, Swell Maps, Lou Reed & Metallica, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Kinks, The Birthday Party, The Human League, Nick Fraelich, These Immortal Souls, Fugazi, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Robert Hood, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Smoke, The Mummies, Motorama, X-Ray Spex, James Chance & The Contortions, Gastr Del Sol, Rekid, DeepChord presents Echospace, Deakin, Bang On A Can, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.

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)