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 Canada and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Dennis Brown to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.

All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Heavy D & The Boyz, Junior Murvin, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Gastr Del Sol, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Visage, Pylon, Scion, The Fortunes, The Real Kids, Soft Cell, Wire, Maleditus Sound, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Golliwogs, Quando Quango, Godley & Creme, Rhythm & Sound, Pantaleimon, the Germs, Duran Duran, Black Pus, Vladislav Delay, Suburban Knight, Yellowson, UT, Fluxion, Au Pairs, Sällskapet, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Q and Not U, Warren Ellis, Public Enemy, Kerrie Biddell, Girls At Our Best!, The Gladiators, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Supertramp, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, the Sonics, DNA, Magazine, the Bar-Kays, Ludus, Dawn Penn, Eyeless In Gaza, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Motorama, Circle Jerks, China Crisis, Rosa Yemen, The Evens, Warsaw, Flipper, Be Bop Deluxe, Toni Rubio, Negative Approach, Lebanon Hanover, Sugar Minott, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.

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)