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 Serbia and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Can to the funk 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.

All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Sisters of Mercy, Ultimate Spinach, Jesper Dahlback, OOIOO, Suburban Knight, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Bush Tetras, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Gun Club, Gang Starr, Ultravox, Sister Nancy, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Nico, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Scion, Buzzcocks, Soulsonic Force, Toni Rubio, Bronski Beat, Ornette Coleman, Pylon, Liliput, Jawbox, Jeru the Damaja, The Offenders, Q65, Jimmy McGriff, Los Fastidios, Boredoms, Essential Logic, Aswad, Unwound, Subhumans, Deepchord, Nik Kershaw, The Gladiators, The Moody Blues, Donald Byrd, The Detroit Cobras, Johnny Clarke, Pagans, Zero Boys, Janne Schatter, Von Mondo, Man Parrish, Gichy Dan, Simply Red, Public Enemy, The Chocolate Watch Band, Gastr Del Sol, Sandy B, Amon Düül II, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Organ, Laurel Aitken, Tropical Tobacco, R.M.O., Minny Pops, Scientists, Susan Cadogan, Dark Day, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.

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)