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 Switzerland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Motions to the crunk 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.

All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Doobie Brothers, Boz Scaggs, Nirvana, Intrusion, Con Funk Shun, MC5, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Visage, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Joensuu 1685, Goldenarms, Symarip, Tommy Roe, Arthur Verocai, ABBA, Chris & Cosey, Scientists, Spandau Ballet, the Sonics, Scan 7, Black Moon, FM Einheit, Arab on Radar, Traffic Nightmare, Sound Behaviour, Camouflage, Jesper Dahlbäck, Unwound, The Gories, Throbbing Gristle, Zero Boys, Danielle Patucci, Whodini, Nation of Ulysses, Robert Görl, The Modern Lovers, Spoonie Gee, Stiv Bators, Faust, Fort Wilson Riot, Pere Ubu, Animal Collective, T. Rex, Slick Rick, Tom Boy, Janne Schatter, Todd Terry, The Saints, The Angels of Light, the Human League, Lyres, Von Mondo, Lucky Dragons, The Birthday Party, Zapp, Simply Red, Amazonics, Iggy Pop, New Order, Joe Finger, The Real Kids, Radio Birdman, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.

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)