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 Kiribati and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bauhaus to the dance 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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.

All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Dave Gahan, Sight & Sound, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Martian, London Community Gospel Choir, Junior Murvin, Amon Düül, Suburban Knight, Theoretical Girls, Bush Tetras, Maurizio, Cybotron, Buzzcocks, Idris Muhammad, Country Teasers, Mr. Review, Audionom, Scratch Acid, Flipper, Wally Richardson, Fear, The Selecter, The Move, Reagan Youth, Black Sheep, Arcadia, Louis and Bebe Barron, A Flock of Seagulls, Siglo XX, Negative Approach, Don Cherry, Marvin Gaye, Boz Scaggs, Chrome, Mark Hollis, Nik Kershaw, Eden Ahbez, The Cowsills, Whodini, Suicide, Quantec, Avey Tare, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Alice Coltrane, Piero Umiliani, 10cc, Animal Collective, The Count Five, Severed Heads, Isaac Hayes, David McCallum, Crispian St. Peters, Smog, Hardrive, Joy Division, Frankie Knuckles, Anakelly, Iggy Pop, Young Marble Giants, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Tomorrow, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.

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)