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 Romania and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Guru Guru to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.

All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Public Enemy, Alton Ellis, China Crisis, Von Mondo, Easy Going, Rapeman, Dawn Penn, Loose Ends, The Walker Brothers, Stiv Bators, Brand Nubian, Moby Grape, Roxette, Sonny Sharrock, Bobby Sherman, Junior Murvin, Nation of Ulysses, Thee Headcoats, Joensuu 1685, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, H. Thieme, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Alice Coltrane, Radiopuhelimet, The Alarm Clocks, Excepter, Mr. Review, Jesper Dahlback, CMW, Cybotron, Guru Guru, Man Eating Sloth, Graham Central Station, Fela Kuti, Angry Samoans, PIL, Surgeon, Duran Duran, Quantec, Massinfluence, The Fuzztones, Lou Christie, Danielle Patucci, Carl Craig, Public Image Ltd., UT, Camouflage, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Fire Engines, Terrestrial Tones, Stetsasonic, The Toasters, The Selecter, Delta 5, Vladislav Delay, Babytalk, Rufus Thomas, Black Moon, FM Einheit, Unrelated Segments, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)