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 Finland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and New York.
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 harpsichord 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 Moleskins to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.

All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Marcia Griffiths, Cluster, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Ituana, DJ Sneak, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Scott Walker, Gastr Del Sol, Sly & The Family Stone, Nik Kershaw, Cal Tjader, Von Mondo, Eddi Front, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Max Romeo, Andrew Hill, Moss Icon, the Slits, The Misunderstood, Leonard Cohen, OOIOO, Soft Machine, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, June Days, Agitation Free, The Searchers, Arab on Radar, The Kinks, Marc Almond, The Doors, Charles Mingus, Pierre Henry, Joey Negro, Fad Gadget, Popol Vuh, Rhythm & Sound, Gichy Dan, This Heat, In Retrospect, The Fuzztones, Ronnie Foster, The Chocolate Watch Band, Alice Coltrane, PIL, The Evens, New York Dolls, Deadbeat, Flipper, John Holt, Das Ding, Ohio Players, Joe Finger, The Barracudas, The Motions, Camouflage, Unrelated Segments, KRS-One, AZ, Bluetip, The Monks, Junior Murvin, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.

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)