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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.

All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Gil Scott Heron, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Offenders, Roxette, Pagans, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Avey Tare, Yellowson, Tubeway Army, Amon Düül, Minutemen, Tommy Roe, KRS-One, Harmonia, The Litter, AZ, Buzzcocks, Sun Ra Arkestra, Soft Cell, Essential Logic, New Order, Y Pants, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Dawn Penn, Ralphi Rosario, The Happenings, Slick Rick, Roger Hodgson, The Velvet Underground, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Marc Almond, Tears for Fears, London Community Gospel Choir, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Pussy Galore, Siglo XX, Little Man, Kango’s Stein Massive, Andrew Hill, The Techniques, DJ Sneak, JFA, Tropical Tobacco, cv313, Grauzone, Lungfish, Gregory Isaacs, Aural Exciters, Sad Lovers and Giants, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Masters at Work, Scientists, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Cosmic Jokers, Gang Green, R.M.O., Banda Bassotti, Grandmaster Flash, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Wire, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.

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)