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 Costa Rica and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tubeway Army to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.

All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Thompson Twins, Underground Resistance, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Buckinghams, Matthew Halsall, Barbara Tucker, Danielle Patucci, Josef K, Pere Ubu, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Audionom, Curtis Mayfield, Cecil Taylor, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Urselle, Gregory Isaacs, Groovy Waters, Mission of Burma, Ronan, The Invisible, The Young Rascals, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, KRS-One, Electric Prunes, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Ohio Players, The Royal Family And The Poor, Wally Richardson, Babytalk, Anakelly, R.M.O., Aural Exciters, The Cramps, Barrington Levy, Lyres, Sight & Sound, Dawn Penn, Robert Görl, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Chris & Cosey, Quadrant, Crispy Ambulance, The Gap Band, Larry & the Blue Notes, FM Einheit, Public Image Ltd., Man Eating Sloth, Kango’s Stein Massive, Grandmaster Flash, Mantronix, Bob Dylan, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Eve St. Jones, John Cale, Nico, Deakin, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Happenings, Davy DMX, Ice-T, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.

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)