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 Solomon Islands and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.

All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Monks, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Names, The Associates, The Offenders, Lee Hazlewood, Flash Fearless, The Velvet Underground, Kenny Larkin, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Ice-T, Minor Threat, Lebanon Hanover, Q65, The Remains, Grauzone, Delon & Dalcan, Joensuu 1685, Cybotron, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Bill Wells, Minnie Riperton, Japan, Rod Modell, Rhythm & Sound, Quadrant, Alice Coltrane, David Axelrod, UT, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Radio Birdman, Erykah Badu, Tres Demented, Drive Like Jehu, Oblivians, Pharoah Sanders, Liliput, Magma, Lower 48, LL Cool J, Pantytec, Von Mondo, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Maleditus Sound, Panda Bear, Desert Stars, Connie Case, Jeff Mills, Cameo, Half Japanese, Bronski Beat, Rotary Connection, Sam Rivers, Groovy Waters, Bill Near, Chrome, June Days, the Association, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.

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)