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 Montenegro and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.

All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sly & The Family Stone, Smog, Letta Mbulu, Ultimate Spinach, John Foxx, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Anakelly, DJ Sneak, Arthur Verocai, Sandy B, Electric Prunes, Iggy Pop, Reagan Youth, Frankie Knuckles, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Pretty Things, June of 44, The Fortunes, The Tremeloes, Panda Bear, Echospace, The Count Five, Shoche, Roger Hodgson, Audionom, The Associates, Mo-Dettes, Judy Mowatt, Funkadelic, Lightning Bolt, Minor Threat, In Retrospect, The Fuzztones, Roxy Music, Essential Logic, Dorothy Ashby, Sun Ra Arkestra, Bronski Beat, Isaac Hayes, Gabor Szabo, Scientists, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Dead C, the Association, Matthew Halsall, Moss Icon, Grey Daturas, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Doors, Negative Approach, Robert Wyatt, Country Joe & The Fish, John Coltrane, Lou Reed & Metallica, Livin' Joy, Danielle Patucci, Slave, Bizarre Inc., Cheater Slicks, Ice-T, The Angels of Light, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.

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)