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 Iraq and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Electric Prunes to the grime 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.

All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Anakelly, PIL, Slick Rick, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Essential Logic, Theoretical Girls, Bobby Byrd, Wire, Barrington Levy, Gang Gang Dance, Black Pus, Hoover, Zero Boys, Simply Red, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Marvin Gaye, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Jandek, The Golliwogs, Livin' Joy, Lindisfarne, U.S. Maple, DeepChord presents Echospace, the Slits, Sun City Girls, Malaria!, Junior Murvin, Curtis Mayfield, Q65, Connie Case, Unrelated Segments, Au Pairs, The Fortunes, Roxy Music, Ronnie Foster, Marine Girls, Gian Franco Pienzio, EPMD, Grey Daturas, A Flock of Seagulls, Jesper Dahlbäck, Donald Byrd, The Searchers, Cameo, Pierre Henry, Sonic Youth, Marmalade, Scan 7, Minutemen, Mo-Dettes, Be Bop Deluxe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Soft Cell, the Bar-Kays, It's A Beautiful Day, Alice Coltrane, Beasts of Bourbon, Tom Boy, MC5, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.

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)