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 Togo and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Seeds to the techno 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.

All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Lindisfarne, Radiohead, Pole, a-ha, Hoover, Grandmaster Flash, Archie Shepp, Ludus, The Monochrome Set, Ituana, Youth Brigade, Michelle Simonal, Joey Negro, Unrelated Segments, The Cramps, Minnie Riperton, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Eddi Front, the Slits, L. Decosne, Panda Bear, Alphaville, The Detroit Cobras, Laurel Aitken, Pulsallama, Schoolly D, Beasts of Bourbon, Japan, Eli Mardock, The Residents, T. Rex, Flamin' Groovies, Technova, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Byron Stingily, The Tremeloes, The Mummies, Qualms, Negative Approach, 10cc, Accadde A, Sam Rivers, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Skarface, Depeche Mode, Rites of Spring, Visage, Wally Richardson, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Invisible, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Move, Fela Kuti, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Blossom Toes, Bush Tetras, Jesper Dahlbäck, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gang of Four, Curtis Mayfield, Faraquet, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.

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)