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 Slovakia and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 PIL to the grunge 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.

All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.

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

But have you seen my records?

The J.B.'s, Vladislav Delay, B.T. Express, Beasts of Bourbon, Joey Negro, Negative Approach, Lebanon Hanover, the Soft Cell, Country Joe & The Fish, The Blackbyrds, China Crisis, UT, Animal Collective, Vainqueur, In Retrospect, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Shadows of Knight, Connie Case, Lakeside, The Human League, Television Personalities, Desert Stars, Franke, Cheater Slicks, Cal Tjader, Harry Pussy, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Gap Band, Steve Hackett, Ludus, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Roger Hodgson, Boz Scaggs, Arab on Radar, Basic Channel, Suburban Knight, Gian Franco Pienzio, New Age Steppers, Camberwell Now, Kevin Saunderson, Brothers Johnson, Peter & Gordon, Colin Newman, The New Christs, Archie Shepp, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Cameo, Mark Hollis, R.M.O., Yaz, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Dead C, Arthur Verocai, Lonnie Liston Smith, Barry Ungar, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Kenny Larkin, F. McDonald, The Techniques, Erasure, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.

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)