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 Sri Lanka and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.

All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Throbbing Gristle, Ralphi Rosario, Flamin' Groovies, David McCallum, Eli Mardock, Jandek, Organ, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Kas Product, Lyres, 10cc, Letta Mbulu, Con Funk Shun, Nick Fraelich, Aloha Tigers, Mo-Dettes, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Nik Kershaw, Amazonics, Masters at Work, Ajijia Myrayebe, Funky Four + One, Suburban Knight, Roxy Music, Minny Pops, Rotary Connection, The Barracudas, 48th St. Collective, Scott Walker, The Alarm Clocks, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Gregory Isaacs, Harpers Bizarre, Unrelated Segments, Scrapy, Ice-T, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Blancmange, Parry Music, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Offenders, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Seeds, Lou Reed & Metallica, Flash Fearless, Scion, The Toasters, Godley & Creme, Livin' Joy, Joe Finger, Slick Rick, The Durutti Column, Louis and Bebe Barron, Audionom, The Monks, Procol Harum, Harmonia, Das Ding, Jerry's Kids, Delta 5, The Pop Group, DeepChord presents Echospace, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.

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)