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 Sierra Leone and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the rock 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.

All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Massinfluence, The Chocolate Watch Band, Grandmaster Flash, Model 500, Bobbi Humphrey, Anthony Braxton, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Funkadelic, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, This Heat, John Coltrane, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, The Shadows of Knight, The Pop Group, Sonic Youth, Lou Reed, Deepchord, Joensuu 1685, Visage, Guru Guru, Lungfish, The Searchers, These Immortal Souls, Supertramp, Gastr Del Sol, Rotary Connection, Theoretical Girls, Suicide, Judy Mowatt, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Drexciya, Ultravox, The Fall, The Gap Band, Lucky Dragons, Brothers Johnson, X-101, The Five Americans, John Foxx, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Motorama, The Knickerbockers, Black Sheep, Gang Green, Selector Dub Narcotic, Brass Construction, Roxy Music, The Techniques, Delon & Dalcan, Ajijia Myrayebe, Sandy B, The Cowsills, Sunsets and Hearts, Camberwell Now, X-Ray Spex, Mo-Dettes, Scratch Acid, Goldenarms, Danielle Patucci, Thompson Twins, Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.

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)