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 Taiwan and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Alarm Clocks to the disco 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.

All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Monochrome Set, Talk Talk, Funky Four + One, Siglo XX, The Angels of Light, The Grass Roots, Los Fastidios, Sun Ra, Symarip, The Golliwogs, Sonny Sharrock, The Offenders, Smog, Piero Umiliani, Jesper Dahlback, Qualms, UT, Wire, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Aaron Thompson, The Residents, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Erykah Badu, The Monks, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Davy DMX, Audionom, Black Pus, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Electric Prunes, Robert Hood, Kerri Chandler, Charles Mingus, Junior Murvin, Lee Hazlewood, The Sisters of Mercy, Sixth Finger, the Soft Cell, DNA, Marcia Griffiths, Morten Harket, Crispy Ambulance, Deakin, Dorothy Ashby, The Trojans, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Sound, Desert Stars, Warsaw, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Black Sheep, Quando Quango, Lightning Bolt, Soul II Soul, Metal Thangz, Bronski Beat, The Alarm Clocks, Interpol, Blancmange, Spandau Ballet, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.

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)