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 Suriname and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Q65 to the rock 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.

All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Section 25, Kevin Saunderson, The Mighty Diamonds, The Monochrome Set, Derrick Morgan, Idris Muhammad, The Gap Band, Parry Music, Rapeman, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Terry Callier, Jawbox, the Association, Howard Jones, Guru Guru, Slave, Bootsy Collins, Heavy D & The Boyz, Man Parrish, Harpers Bizarre, David Bowie, The Moody Blues, Marc Almond, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Underground Resistance, Glenn Branca, Graham Central Station, The Walker Brothers, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Ornette Coleman, Janne Schatter, Panda Bear, Yaz, Hashim, Theoretical Girls, The Names, Inner City, The United States of America, Connie Case, World's Most, Black Flag, DeepChord presents Echospace, Peter & Gordon, Jeff Mills, Laurel Aitken, The Modern Lovers, It's A Beautiful Day, Lou Reed, The Shadows of Knight, Youth Brigade, The Fuzztones, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Yazoo, Max Romeo, Tim Buckley, Half Japanese, Deepchord, The Slits, Qualms, Judy Mowatt, Derrick May, Camberwell Now, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.

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)