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 Kosovo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the funk 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.

All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Little Man, Joy Division, Thee Headcoats, Swell Maps, UT, June of 44, Robert Wyatt, Soft Cell, Boz Scaggs, Bobbi Humphrey, Dennis Brown, Yellowson, Heavy D & The Boyz, Davy DMX, Todd Rundgren, Marvin Gaye, Bill Wells, Isaac Hayes, David McCallum, Fela Kuti, Aaron Thompson, Carl Craig, Rosa Yemen, Joey Negro, Stereo Dub, Anakelly, Derrick Morgan, World's Most, The Names, Graham Central Station, Y Pants, Lucky Dragons, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Gregory Isaacs, In Retrospect, Boogie Down Productions, Letta Mbulu, La Düsseldorf, Vladislav Delay, Lindisfarne, Jerry Gold Smith, Pagans, Bronski Beat, Reuben Wilson, Funkadelic, The Raincoats, Robert Hood, Rufus Thomas, The Fall, Unrelated Segments, Mantronix, The Walker Brothers, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Gian Franco Pienzio, Ice-T, Siglo XX, The Detroit Cobras, These Immortal Souls, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Barrington Levy, Maurizio, The Victims, Monks, Sällskapet, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.

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)