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 Afghanistan and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 James White and The Blacks to the funk 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.

All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Minor Threat, The Remains, Ten City, The Vogues, UT, Goldenarms, The Stooges, Bobby Womack, F. McDonald, Terry Callier, Con Funk Shun, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Metal Thangz, MC5, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Jacques Brel, Rites of Spring, the Human League, Mantronix, Boredoms, The Saints, Gichy Dan, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Underground Resistance, Charles Mingus, 8 Eyed Spy, Rotary Connection, Idris Muhammad, Susan Cadogan, The Slackers, La Düsseldorf, Cluster, H. Thieme, The Shadows of Knight, The Pretty Things, The Human League, Intrusion, Joe Smooth, Dave Gahan, Letta Mbulu, Robert Görl, The Misunderstood, Fugazi, Agitation Free, Negative Approach, The Star Department, Glenn Branca, Shoche, The Cosmic Jokers, Kenny Larkin, Basic Channel, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kevin Saunderson, Pylon, New Order, Beasts of Bourbon, Black Moon, Mad Mike, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Bobby Hutcherson, The Birthday Party, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.

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)