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 Vietnam and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Rapeman to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.

All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Roxy Music, Soul II Soul, Fluxion, Dawn Penn, Barbara Tucker, Public Enemy, Sonic Youth, Talk Talk, Silicon Teens, Albert Ayler, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Audionom, Basic Channel, Unrelated Segments, Boredoms, Jerry Gold Smith, Agitation Free, World's Most, Alice Coltrane, Bobbi Humphrey, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Scratch Acid, LL Cool J, Sun Ra, Delta 5, Fad Gadget, Terry Callier, The Smoke, The Dead C, The Happenings, Rapeman, Soul Sonic Force, Nation of Ulysses, The Fall, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Thee Headcoats, Gang of Four, Intrusion, Mary Jane Girls, Lou Reed, The Human League, Girls At Our Best!, The Sisters of Mercy, Malaria!, Rhythm & Sound, Jacob Miller, Drive Like Jehu, the Association, Ten City, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Doobie Brothers, Pantaleimon, Eve St. Jones, Babytalk, Camouflage, Donny Hathaway, Pole, Organ, The New Christs, Electric Prunes, Sad Lovers and Giants, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, the Human League, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.

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)