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 Armenia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Light Orchestra to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.

All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.

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

The Pop Group, Radio Birdman, Half Japanese, Talk Talk, H. Thieme, D'Angelo, Symarip, The Detroit Cobras, Stetsasonic, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Dawn Penn, New Order, The Martian, The Fugs, Robert Hood, Babytalk, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Goldenarms, Sound Behaviour, The Victims, Bobby Womack, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, DeepChord presents Echospace, Massinfluence, Sun City Girls, Soul II Soul, Barbara Tucker, Average White Band, Mad Mike, June Days, the Soft Cell, The Fire Engines, Yazoo, the Association, B.T. Express, Marcia Griffiths, Mandrill, Tropical Tobacco, Fifty Foot Hose, Sexual Harrassment, Scientists, Public Image Ltd., Ash Ra Tempel, The Blues Magoos, Sixth Finger, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Jacques Brel, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Kinks, MDC, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Alison Limerick, X-102, Fugazi, Joey Negro, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Black Moon, The Human League, Neil Young, Das Ding, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.

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)