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 Japan and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Loose Ends to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.

All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Skarface, Scratch Acid, Archie Shepp, The Fire Engines, Josef K, The New Christs, Kenny Larkin, Clear Light, One Last Wish, The Modern Lovers, Wire, Ken Boothe, The Dave Clark Five, Vladislav Delay, DJ Style, Man Parrish, The Cure, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Chris & Cosey, Juan Atkins, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Soulsonic Force, Avey Tare, Franke, Dead Boys, Easy Going, Jawbox, Nas, The United States of America, Saccharine Trust, Das Ding, Terry Callier, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Hoover, Panda Bear, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Donny Hathaway, Rotary Connection, Q and Not U, Sandy B, Peter & Gordon, Country Teasers, Mark Hollis, The Shadows of Knight, John Coltrane, Bizarre Inc., Sly & The Family Stone, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Alison Limerick, The Kinks, Faraquet, Fort Wilson Riot, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Frankie Knuckles, Marc Almond, Eve St. Jones, Kaleidoscope, A Flock of Seagulls, Black Moon, Colin Newman, Monks, Negative Approach, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.

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)