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 Mali and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Invisible to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.

All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.

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

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Funky Four + One, Cluster, Camouflage, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Public Image Ltd., Pantytec, Yazoo, T.S.O.L., The Neon Judgement, Delta 5, Soft Machine, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Moody Blues, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rites of Spring, The Happenings, The Mighty Diamonds, Public Enemy, Tim Buckley, The Young Rascals, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Tom Boy, Vladislav Delay, Toni Rubio, Minor Threat, Moss Icon, Ornette Coleman, Dawn Penn, Masters at Work, Soft Cell, H. Thieme, Echospace, Janne Schatter, Aloha Tigers, Kenny Larkin, Rhythm & Sound, The Kinks, The Knickerbockers, Second Layer, Hot Snakes, Symarip, Pagans, Pulsallama, The Slits, Black Sheep, Ronan, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, The Buckinghams, Surgeon, The Leaves, The Zeros, Peter and Kerry, Ultra Naté, Saccharine Trust, Livin' Joy, Wally Richardson, The Fugs, R.M.O., Lalo Schifrin, John Cale, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.

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)