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 Moldova and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Babytalk to the jazz 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.

All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Jeru the Damaja, Warsaw, The Moody Blues, Swans, Patti Smith, Television Personalities, FM Einheit, U.S. Maple, The Shadows of Knight, Von Mondo, Spandau Ballet, London Community Gospel Choir, Marvin Gaye, Public Image Ltd., Saccharine Trust, Shoche, Flash Fearless, Hardrive, Pantaleimon, Cecil Taylor, Nas, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, The Slits, Bush Tetras, Aaron Thompson, Excepter, EPMD, E-Dancer, Smog, Barbara Tucker, T. Rex, The Skatalites, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Hashim, Wally Richardson, Hoover, The Chocolate Watch Band, Tommy Roe, Boz Scaggs, The Royal Family And The Poor, Negative Approach, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Nation of Ulysses, Popol Vuh, Jimmy McGriff, Oppenheimer Analysis, Pet Shop Boys, The Golliwogs, Slick Rick, Magma, Tubeway Army, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, ABBA, the Germs, The Grass Roots, Television, Fad Gadget, Gong, Lou Christie, Rotary Connection, Easy Going, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)