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 Sweden and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bob Dylan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.

All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Neu!, Grey Daturas, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Quadrant, The Fugs, Ice-T, Crispian St. Peters, Lindisfarne, Siglo XX, Slave, Marc Almond, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Music Machine, Todd Terry, Sparks, Ralphi Rosario, EPMD, The Victims, Lalann, Spandau Ballet, Janne Schatter, Yusef Lateef, Ornette Coleman, The Durutti Column, Lyres, Animal Collective, Faust, The Invisible, Urselle, Eric Dolphy, Dave Gahan, China Crisis, Talk Talk, The American Breed, Whodini, Adolescents, Lightning Bolt, Mary Jane Girls, The Real Kids, Robert Wyatt, Depeche Mode, Suicide, Moby Grape, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Cameo, Jesper Dahlback, Panda Bear, Pere Ubu, Letta Mbulu, The Gap Band, The Skatalites, Fluxion, Excepter, AZ, Grauzone, Camouflage, DeepChord presents Echospace, Glenn Branca, Tropical Tobacco, Magazine, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.

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)