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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fugs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.

All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Beau Brummels, Minny Pops, Davy DMX, Robert Görl, Jeff Mills, The Doors, Harpers Bizarre, kango's stein massive, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Basic Channel, Fela Kuti, L. Decosne, Chris & Cosey, Skriet, Wally Richardson, Soul II Soul, Pussy Galore, Sunsets and Hearts, Heavy D & The Boyz, K-Klass, In Retrospect, Lou Reed, Accadde A, Tom Boy, Bill Near, Dave Gahan, Vainqueur, Ronnie Foster, The Real Kids, Graham Central Station, Ludus, Aswad, The Trojans, Kango’s Stein Massive, Royal Trux, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Juan Atkins, Sam Rivers, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Pole, Unrelated Segments, The Sonics, The Offenders, The Gladiators, Fear, Cecil Taylor, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Popol Vuh, Zero Boys, Dennis Brown, Amon Düül II, 10cc, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Erasure, Donald Byrd, Supertramp, Inner City, cv313, Dual Sessions, Bluetip, Girls At Our Best!, R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..

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)