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 Andorra and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pierre Henry to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.

All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ohio Players, Davy DMX, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Saccharine Trust, Dual Sessions, Albert Ayler, Eric B and Rakim, Accadde A, Jimmy McGriff, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Model 500, In Retrospect, cv313, Lou Christie, Lalann, Ten City, The Slackers, Fela Kuti, Gian Franco Pienzio, Depeche Mode, Lakeside, Anakelly, The Selecter, Althea and Donna, Freddie Wadling, Roy Ayers, Echo & the Bunnymen, Sonny Sharrock, Rotary Connection, Radiopuhelimet, Cecil Taylor, Swell Maps, Bobby Byrd, The Red Krayola, Whodini, June Days, Pierre Henry, Pharoah Sanders, Boz Scaggs, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Ossler, Schoolly D, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Sunsets and Hearts, Marshall Jefferson, Dawn Penn, James Chance & The Contortions, Rod Modell, Symarip, Altered Images, Animal Collective, Young Marble Giants, The Smiths, The Human League, Faust, Y Pants, Youth Brigade, Ultimate Spinach, The Doobie Brothers, Procol Harum, Soul II Soul, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.

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)