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 Zimbabwe and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Human League to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.

All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '80s.

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 Gian Franco Pienzio record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

48th St. Collective, Kaleidoscope, Soft Machine, 10cc, Lou Reed & Metallica, X-101, The Saints, Erykah Badu, Deakin, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Metal Thangz, Vaughan Mason & Crew, The Human League, The Durutti Column, Schoolly D, Michelle Simonal, cv313, Marc Almond, Gong, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sly & The Family Stone, Youth Brigade, Marvin Gaye, Kings Of Tomorrow, Blossom Toes, Silicon Teens, The Zeros, Ohio Players, Flash Fearless, David Bowie, Sarah Menescal, The Misunderstood, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lee Hazlewood, Blake Baxter, Roger Hodgson, Selector Dub Narcotic, Boogie Down Productions, Alison Limerick, ABBA, Nas, Stetsasonic, Masters at Work, Derrick Morgan, Fela Kuti, The Residents, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Josef K, Leonard Cohen, Johnny Osbourne, In Retrospect, Soulsonic Force, Subhumans, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The Sound, The Stooges, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Oblivians, The Slits, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Roy Ayers, 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)