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 Kenya and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bobby Sherman to the punk 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.

All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Soul II Soul, Barbara Tucker, Stereo Dub, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Zero Boys, Lou Christie, Faraquet, The Cowsills, David Axelrod, Audionom, the Germs, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Thee Headcoats, Hardrive, The Monochrome Set, John Holt, In Retrospect, Donny Hathaway, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Yellowson, Donald Byrd, F. McDonald, Monks, ABC, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, K-Klass, Nirvana, Kayak, Silicon Teens, Bad Manners, The Cure, R.M.O., Scratch Acid, The Electric Prunes, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Nils Olav, Urselle, Average White Band, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Lower 48, Amon Düül II, The Doobie Brothers, Stockholm Monsters, Circle Jerks, Television, The Leaves, Erykah Badu, Louis and Bebe Barron, Todd Terry, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, H. Thieme, The Knickerbockers, Minny Pops, Ornette Coleman, the Soft Cell, Fugazi, Aswad, Deadbeat, The Fugs, Bush Tetras, Dawn Penn, Marcia Griffiths, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.

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)