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 Lithuania and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deakin to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.

All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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, Matthew Halsall, Kevin Saunderson, Eli Mardock, JFA, Lou Reed & John Cale, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Tom Boy, 8 Eyed Spy, Ohio Players, Massinfluence, Josef K, Erykah Badu, Grandmaster Flash, The Toasters, Groovy Waters, Rotary Connection, the Fania All-Stars, Heavy D & The Boyz, Blossom Toes, The Chocolate Watch Band, Reagan Youth, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Subhumans, The Neon Judgement, Donny Hathaway, Crooked Eye, The Gories, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, In Retrospect, Johnny Clarke, Visage, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Ronnie Foster, The Slackers, The Doors, Sad Lovers and Giants, Negative Approach, Ash Ra Tempel, Ice-T, The Velvet Underground, Guru Guru, Swell Maps, Gil Scott Heron, Radiohead, Blake Baxter, X-102, Amazonics, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Faraquet, Marc Almond, The Grass Roots, David McCallum, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Pharoah Sanders, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Agent Orange, Dave Gahan, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.

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)