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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Ronan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.

All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Raincoats, The Victims, The Neon Judgement, Sam Rivers, The Knickerbockers, Section 25, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Mantronix, Patti Smith, Outsiders, Pantytec, Agitation Free, Angry Samoans, Alphaville, E-Dancer, The Zeros, The Dave Clark Five, Anakelly, Lindisfarne, Soul II Soul, Deepchord, The Slackers, Minutemen, Delon & Dalcan, Brothers Johnson, Avey Tare, Newcleus, Cecil Taylor, Rufus Thomas, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Babytalk, The Slits, New Order, Black Bananas, The Happenings, Shuggie Otis, Porter Ricks, Hoover, Barry Ungar, The Invisible, Lonnie Liston Smith, The Modern Lovers, The Martian, Sight & Sound, Maleditus Sound, Dual Sessions, Q and Not U, Sex Pistols, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Barracudas, Lalann, A Certain Ratio, ABBA, The Fuzztones, Excepter, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Chris Corsano, Bobby Sherman, Desert Stars, Gil Scott Heron, Charles Mingus, Marc Almond, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.

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)