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 Togo and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Joey Negro to the grime 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 AZ. All the underground hits.

All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Q and Not U, Bobbi Humphrey, Section 25, Ponytail, Gang of Four, Harry Pussy, Spandau Ballet, Nas, Television Personalities, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Audionom, Leonard Cohen, Derrick Morgan, Michelle Simonal, Franke, The Dirtbombs, Nick Fraelich, Black Moon, The Searchers, R.M.O., Tubeway Army, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Fluxion, Sixth Finger, Au Pairs, Bluetip, Wire, Pantaleimon, Man Parrish, JFA, Lee Hazlewood, Tres Demented, Warren Ellis, Fear, Average White Band, Public Enemy, Joe Finger, The Golliwogs, Frankie Knuckles, Pharoah Sanders, Electric Prunes, Niagra, Gang Green, James White and The Blacks, Symarip, Hardrive, Nation of Ulysses, The Electric Prunes, Grey Daturas, The Smoke, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Bill Wells, Marc Almond, La Düsseldorf, Vaughan Mason & Crew, EPMD, Wolf Eyes, Susan Cadogan, Severed Heads, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)