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 Italy and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lakeside to the disco 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.

All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lalann, Thompson Twins, Peter & Gordon, Bobby Womack, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Charles Mingus, The Cosmic Jokers, Nik Kershaw, The Gories, Cameo, The Birthday Party, The Martian, Magma, Icehouse, The Mighty Diamonds, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Drive Like Jehu, Gil Scott Heron, Marmalade, Graham Central Station, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Quando Quango, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Jacques Brel, Gerry Rafferty, Marc Almond, The Evens, Whodini, Aswad, Davy DMX, kango's stein massive, JFA, New York Dolls, Erasure, U.S. Maple, Barclay James Harvest, Dual Sessions, Laurel Aitken, The Neon Judgement, Sight & Sound, KRS-One, The Remains, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Joey Negro, The Fugs, Lakeside, Louis and Bebe Barron, Sonny Sharrock, Mantronix, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, The Offenders, The Flesh Eaters, Zapp, Panda Bear, Minny Pops, Wolf Eyes, Model 500, the Germs, Andrew Hill, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.

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)