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 Tuvalu and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.

All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, Moby Grape, Underground Resistance, Bobbi Humphrey, Marvin Gaye, The Velvet Underground, Lalann, Bobby Hutcherson, Blancmange, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Invisible, Grey Daturas, Lower 48, Byron Stingily, Quadrant, Yazoo, Barclay James Harvest, Tim Buckley, The Gories, Dave Gahan, Q65, Grandmaster Flash, Unwound, Pierre Henry, Gastr Del Sol, Rufus Thomas, Alphaville, These Immortal Souls, Girls At Our Best!, Faraquet, the Sonics, Nation of Ulysses, Von Mondo, Max Romeo, Carl Craig, Stockholm Monsters, Deepchord, Zapp, Jacques Brel, Ultravox, Delta 5, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, The Associates, Bronski Beat, The Fortunes, Scott Walker, The Motions, Iggy Pop, Basic Channel, Pet Shop Boys, Barbara Tucker, Eyeless In Gaza, Kayak, Ash Ra Tempel, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Tom Boy, Sandy B, The Leaves, Danielle Patucci, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Man Eating Sloth, The Knickerbockers, The Alarm Clocks, Dark Day, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.

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)