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 Vietnam and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deepchord to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.

All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Gun Club, Faust, Hardrive, the Sonics, Von Mondo, New Age Steppers, Suicide, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Sunsets and Hearts, The Barracudas, Howard Jones, Amon Düül II, Prince Buster, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Eden Ahbez, Roxy Music, Jesper Dahlback, Radiopuhelimet, Easy Going, Barrington Levy, Model 500, Eyeless In Gaza, Gichy Dan, Chrome, Minutemen, Sister Nancy, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Y Pants, Rekid, Glenn Branca, The Raincoats, DeepChord presents Echospace, Siglo XX, Qualms, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Fuzztones, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Toasters, The Grass Roots, The Young Rascals, Angry Samoans, Subhumans, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Intrusion, Technova, Kevin Saunderson, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Massinfluence, Grandmaster Flash, Pet Shop Boys, The Motions, FM Einheit, Andrew Hill, JFA, New Order, Lalann, The Names, Lindisfarne, DJ Sneak, Peter & Gordon, Pierre Henry, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.

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)