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 Somalia and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 rap 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.

All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Cowsills, the Human League, Eden Ahbez, One Last Wish, Skarface, The Smoke, The Sound, The Move, Yellowson, Slick Rick, James White and The Blacks, The Searchers, Black Moon, DJ Style, Barry Ungar, Wally Richardson, Roy Ayers, Jacques Brel, D'Angelo, Youth Brigade, Camouflage, Soulsonic Force, Cal Tjader, Pharoah Sanders, Television Personalities, Supertramp, Faust, Funkadelic, Mr. Review, Eric Dolphy, Gabor Szabo, The Mighty Diamonds, Brothers Johnson, Sparks, The Mummies, Harry Pussy, Eli Mardock, Rod Modell, Second Layer, The Gap Band, Echospace, Harpers Bizarre, Lucky Dragons, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Television, Malaria!, The Dave Clark Five, Bush Tetras, Joensuu 1685, Ornette Coleman, the Germs, Kerrie Biddell, Tubeway Army, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Sun City Girls, John Cale, Kaleidoscope, The Slits, In Retrospect, The Fuzztones, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.

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)