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 Egypt and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cybotron to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.

All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Faust, Tommy Roe, Parry Music, Deadbeat, Essential Logic, Pylon, Quando Quango, The Neon Judgement, The Index, James Chance & The Contortions, The Motions, Sister Nancy, Aloha Tigers, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Banda Bassotti, Jesper Dahlback, kango's stein massive, Little Man, Electric Prunes, Nas, This Heat, Soul Sonic Force, Boredoms, Moby Grape, Be Bop Deluxe, Absolute Body Control, 10cc, Audionom, Can, Leonard Cohen, Aural Exciters, Young Marble Giants, Massinfluence, Scientists, Kurtis Blow, Crash Course in Science, Black Moon, Archie Shepp, Kerri Chandler, JFA, The Toasters, Rufus Thomas, Anakelly, T.S.O.L., Terry Callier, Agent Orange, Jeff Mills, Second Layer, Neil Young, Cluster, DJ Sneak, The Fortunes, Bob Dylan, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Kango’s Stein Massive, These Immortal Souls, Soft Machine, Bad Manners, June of 44, Brothers Johnson, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.

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)