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 Bahamas and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Royal Family And The Poor 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.

All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Black Flag, EPMD, Rakim, The Wake, Joensuu 1685, Motorama, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Lalann, K-Klass, Lindisfarne, Godley & Creme, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Ken Boothe, PIL, The Doors, Archie Shepp, Sun City Girls, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Oblivians, Siglo XX, Infiniti, Gastr Del Sol, Lee Hazlewood, Sister Nancy, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Bauhaus, Sandy B, The J.B.'s, Pet Shop Boys, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Names, Popol Vuh, Young Marble Giants, Make Up, Goldenarms, Malaria!, Delta 5, Brass Construction, Moebius, Stiv Bators, Harpers Bizarre, Fort Wilson Riot, Matthew Bourne, UT, Dual Sessions, Public Enemy, Gang Green, Scott Walker, Warsaw, Sad Lovers and Giants, Dave Gahan, Aaron Thompson, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & Metallica, Scan 7, The American Breed, The Chocolate Watch Band, Laurel Aitken, Prince Buster, Rosa Yemen, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.

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)