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 Oman and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Morten Harket to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.

All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, Quando Quango, Gregory Isaacs, Can, Oblivians, Sarah Menescal, Kerrie Biddell, Gian Franco Pienzio, Flash Fearless, Fear, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, In Retrospect, The Beau Brummels, Maleditus Sound, The Fortunes, The Names, Crooked Eye, The Wake, Howard Jones, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Pantaleimon, Brand Nubian, Robert Wyatt, Basic Channel, The Move, Jacques Brel, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, kango's stein massive, John Foxx, Jandek, Kas Product, Sex Pistols, Rosa Yemen, Brothers Johnson, Shuggie Otis, Hasil Adkins, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Gun Club, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Whodini, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Smiths, The Last Poets, Delon & Dalcan, Mars, The American Breed, Jesper Dahlback, Sparks, Grandmaster Flash, The Saints, The Raincoats, The Count Five, Robert Hood, The Black Dice, Tom Boy, Schoolly D, Fela Kuti, Iggy Pop, Y Pants, Qualms, Eddi Front, Ultravox, These Immortal Souls, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.

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)