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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 New Age Steppers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.

All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Essential Logic, The Detroit Cobras, The Grass Roots, Lou Christie, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Tommy Roe, Zapp, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Associates, The Move, Wolf Eyes, Gil Scott Heron, The Fuzztones, Aaron Thompson, Fort Wilson Riot, Louis and Bebe Barron, Japan, Desert Stars, Derrick May, Be Bop Deluxe, Aloha Tigers, Motorama, The Mighty Diamonds, Todd Rundgren, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Metal Thangz, Letta Mbulu, kango's stein massive, Tim Buckley, Electric Prunes, Gang Gang Dance, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Minor Threat, Lee Hazlewood, L. Decosne, The Five Americans, Soul Sonic Force, DJ Style, The United States of America, Wings, Blake Baxter, Heavy D & The Boyz, Subhumans, Malaria!, Spandau Ballet, Stockholm Monsters, Pussy Galore, The Slackers, Make Up, Nils Olav, Gang of Four, The Evens, La Düsseldorf, The Fall, Gabor Szabo, The Busters, The Litter, Skriet, Camberwell Now, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.

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)