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 Lesotho and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin 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 Hasil Adkins to the techno 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.

All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, ABBA, Eric Copeland, Hardrive, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Unwound, Livin' Joy, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Howard Jones, Los Fastidios, Royal Trux, Alice Coltrane, LL Cool J, Skarface, The Pop Group, Blake Baxter, Swans, Maleditus Sound, Arcadia, Laurel Aitken, Flash Fearless, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, June Days, The Invisible, X-Ray Spex, Sound Behaviour, Flipper, Brothers Johnson, Bizarre Inc., Can, Nils Olav, Todd Rundgren, Joe Smooth, Nation of Ulysses, Rhythim Is Rhythim, New York Dolls, Pylon, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Cramps, Swell Maps, Bad Manners, June of 44, Fugazi, Marc Almond, MDC, Idris Muhammad, Funky Four + One, Jandek, Crispian St. Peters, Selector Dub Narcotic, U.S. Maple, Fela Kuti, Camberwell Now, Easy Going, Bauhaus, Scratch Acid, Crime, The Golliwogs, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Remains, Camouflage, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.

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)