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 Moldova and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Smog to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.

All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Symarip, The Selecter, Outsiders, Marshall Jefferson, John Cale, Animal Collective, Larry & the Blue Notes, Pagans, Q65, The Invisible, Television Personalities, Half Japanese, Lucky Dragons, Basic Channel, Echo & the Bunnymen, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Erasure, Infiniti, Kurtis Blow, The Buckinghams, Gregory Isaacs, Au Pairs, Buzzcocks, Kings Of Tomorrow, the Association, Jandek, The Monochrome Set, MC5, Inner City, Max Romeo, Minnie Riperton, Procol Harum, Rakim, Simply Red, Marine Girls, Agent Orange, Surgeon, The Toasters, The Moody Blues, Panda Bear, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Kaleidoscope, Moebius, Amon Düül II, Faust, Smog, Minutemen, Graham Central Station, Delon & Dalcan, Bobby Byrd, Y Pants, Iggy Pop, Heavy D & The Boyz, Fifty Foot Hose, Alton Ellis, Depeche Mode, Scion, Hasil Adkins, Lalo Schifrin, Eddi Front, Trumans Water, Traffic Nightmare, Junior Murvin, The Alarm Clocks, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.

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)