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 Norway and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 The Mojo Men to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.

All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Hill, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Mo-Dettes, The Mummies, The Red Krayola, Altered Images, Ohio Players, In Retrospect, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Yusef Lateef, Suicide, Kango’s Stein Massive, Silicon Teens, the Bar-Kays, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Electric Prunes, Das Ding, Black Bananas, Funkadelic, World's Most, Gang Starr, Davy DMX, Agitation Free, The Young Rascals, Franke, MC5, Throbbing Gristle, DeepChord presents Echospace, Niagra, Stereo Dub, Gian Franco Pienzio, Pet Shop Boys, Bobby Sherman, Ronan, Lalann, JFA, Hasil Adkins, Terry Callier, Schoolly D, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Skatalites, The Happenings, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Average White Band, Nick Fraelich, The Sound, The Slits, Jerry Gold Smith, Ponytail, The Knickerbockers, Adolescents, Sixth Finger, Lalo Schifrin, Peter & Gordon, The Offenders, A Flock of Seagulls, The Real Kids, Alison Limerick, Brick, Graham Central Station, The Vogues, Lindisfarne, Mark Hollis, Fifty Foot Hose, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.

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)