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 United Kingdom and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.

All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.

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

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

Albert Ayler, Monolake, Flipper, Index, Icehouse, Aural Exciters, Lyres, Model 500, Sound Behaviour, Whodini, Scan 7, Curtis Mayfield, Heavy D & The Boyz, Rod Modell, These Immortal Souls, Lalo Schifrin, Jacob Miller, Throbbing Gristle, Skaos, Jawbox, Yusef Lateef, DJ Sneak, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Man Eating Sloth, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Red Krayola, The Gladiators, Grauzone, AZ, Rites of Spring, The Durutti Column, Infiniti, Kings Of Tomorrow, H. Thieme, Motorama, Shoche, Ossler, Joy Division, Pylon, Mars, Prince Buster, Easy Going, Lower 48, Graham Central Station, Sam Rivers, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Johnny Clarke, John Cale, The Skatalites, Susan Cadogan, John Lydon, The J.B.'s, Suburban Knight, Ornette Coleman, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Eddi Front, Simply Red, The Cramps, Dark Day, World's Most, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.

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)