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 Nepal and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 June Days to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.

All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Unrelated Segments, Ludus, Loose Ends, Kas Product, Jerry Gold Smith, the Fania All-Stars, Hoover, Ten City, Motorama, Jacob Miller, June of 44, Chris Corsano, The Cosmic Jokers, F. McDonald, Roxette, The Cramps, Maleditus Sound, Darondo, Suburban Knight, Von Mondo, Laurel Aitken, Fat Boys, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Warren Ellis, Silicon Teens, Nirvana, Graham Central Station, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Radiopuhelimet, Lou Reed & John Cale, X-101, Bill Near, Porter Ricks, Ash Ra Tempel, Yazoo, Ice-T, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Goldenarms, Sun Ra, Harry Pussy, Dorothy Ashby, The Knickerbockers, Lou Christie, Heaven 17, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Ultramagnetic MC's, DeepChord presents Echospace, Monks, Scan 7, Au Pairs, Crispian St. Peters, Con Funk Shun, Anthony Braxton, The Moleskins, Tomorrow, Joey Negro, LL Cool J, The Cure, Connie Case, D'Angelo, Patti Smith, JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.

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)