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 Estonia and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Godley & Creme to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.

All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Liaisons Dangereuses, Lightning Bolt, The Grass Roots, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Barracudas, KRS-One, Unwound, UT, Sun Ra, Kings Of Tomorrow, Drive Like Jehu, Fela Kuti, Camouflage, Wasted Youth, Deakin, Sonic Youth, Archie Shepp, Boredoms, Jerry Gold Smith, The Offenders, Al Stewart, Erykah Badu, Ice-T, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, La Düsseldorf, Joe Smooth, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Popol Vuh, Scion, Marshall Jefferson, Mo-Dettes, In Retrospect, Shoche, China Crisis, The Invisible, Stetsasonic, Scratch Acid, Be Bop Deluxe, Mantronix, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, 8 Eyed Spy, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Pretty Things, Morten Harket, Nico, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Tres Demented, Letta Mbulu, Peter & Gordon, EPMD, Robert Hood, June Days, Lonnie Liston Smith, The Victims, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Gabor Szabo, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, These Immortal Souls, Lalann, The Seeds, OOIOO, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.

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)