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 Saudi Arabia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.

All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

Section 25, kango's stein massive, PIL, Delon & Dalcan, Nirvana, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Piero Umiliani, Rotary Connection, Gang Gang Dance, Urselle, Tropical Tobacco, F. McDonald, Sun Ra, Flash Fearless, Minutemen, Sällskapet, The Offenders, Porter Ricks, Grey Daturas, The Alarm Clocks, Nation of Ulysses, Ultra Naté, Ludus, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Stooges, Throbbing Gristle, Audionom, David McCallum, Charles Mingus, Country Joe & The Fish, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Loose Ends, Magma, Infiniti, The American Breed, Gong, Make Up, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Scan 7, The Divine Comedy, Black Pus, Sun Ra Arkestra, Radiohead, June Days, Angry Samoans, The Zeros, The Index, Basic Channel, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Outsiders, John Cale, Harmonia, The Associates, Babytalk, Cybotron, Fort Wilson Riot, One Last Wish, Leonard Cohen, Stetsasonic, Junior Murvin, Moss Icon, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.

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)