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 Bangladesh and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Eden Ahbez to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.

All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Letta Mbulu, Vainqueur, Stockholm Monsters, Lindisfarne, John Foxx, Idris Muhammad, Aaron Thompson, Theoretical Girls, Parry Music, Lalo Schifrin, Roy Ayers, Bobby Womack, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Curtis Mayfield, Y Pants, The Happenings, The Birthday Party, The Music Machine, Country Teasers, Scrapy, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Rosa Yemen, The Slits, Josef K, Quando Quango, The Gap Band, Lebanon Hanover, The United States of America, Ronnie Foster, Matthew Bourne, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Liliput, One Last Wish, Maurizio, Smog, The Move, Lou Reed & Metallica, Ohio Players, Eyeless In Gaza, Sandy B, The Chocolate Watch Band, Marc Almond, The Smiths, Man Eating Sloth, Kool Moe Dee, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Monolake, Pere Ubu, Dave Gahan, Roger Hodgson, Fad Gadget, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Soul II Soul, Mark Hollis, Clear Light, Radio Birdman, Franke, Archie Shepp, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lucky Dragons, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.

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)