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 Nigeria and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Madrid and Manchester.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rites of Spring to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.

All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lee Hazlewood, The Happenings, Mission of Burma, Jeru the Damaja, Shuggie Otis, The Golliwogs, PIL, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Thompson Twins, Bauhaus, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, The Move, Lou Reed, The Blackbyrds, David McCallum, Tears for Fears, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Thee Headcoats, Black Flag, Matthew Bourne, Easy Going, Von Mondo, Alison Limerick, Television Personalities, Graham Central Station, DeepChord presents Echospace, Boredoms, Reagan Youth, Grauzone, Derrick Morgan, The Electric Prunes, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Patti Smith, B.T. Express, DJ Sneak, Main Source, Slick Rick, Minny Pops, the Fania All-Stars, Alton Ellis, Godley & Creme, Whodini, Section 25, Tomorrow, Jacob Miller, Eli Mardock, The Modern Lovers, F. McDonald, Gerry Rafferty, Donald Byrd, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Techniques, The Last Poets, Robert Wyatt, Second Layer, Quadrant, Inner City, Bobby Womack, Eddi Front, the Slits, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Archie Shepp, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.

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)