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 Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gastr Del Sol to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.

All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Accadde A, Underground Resistance, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ash Ra Tempel, Gang Starr, The Gladiators, The Golliwogs, Cheater Slicks, Lower 48, Freddie Wadling, Liliput, Rites of Spring, Au Pairs, Thompson Twins, Louis and Bebe Barron, China Crisis, Grauzone, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Eden Ahbez, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Mr. Review, Thee Headcoats, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Radiopuhelimet, Erasure, The Alarm Clocks, Rekid, A Flock of Seagulls, Neil Young, Rotary Connection, Schoolly D, Moby Grape, Duran Duran, Ajijia Myrayebe, Lindisfarne, Sly & The Family Stone, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Harry Pussy, Warsaw, Babytalk, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Ronan, Mary Jane Girls, Niagra, Jimmy McGriff, The Victims, The Dead C, The Slackers, Crispian St. Peters, Minor Threat, Sam Rivers, Fugazi, Deakin, MC5, Marvin Gaye, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, La Düsseldorf, Guru Guru, DJ Style, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.

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)