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 Taiwan and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Cybotron 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.

All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Janne Schatter, Rotary Connection, These Immortal Souls, Eyeless In Gaza, Sandy B, Archie Shepp, Duran Duran, Television, The Saints, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Real Kids, Boogie Down Productions, MC5, the Swans, Dawn Penn, Sex Pistols, Jacques Brel, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Eddi Front, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Glambeats Corp., Depeche Mode, La Düsseldorf, Minny Pops, Scientists, Neu!, Unrelated Segments, Yazoo, Parry Music, Theoretical Girls, Funkadelic, Lee Hazlewood, OOIOO, Johnny Clarke, Half Japanese, Heaven 17, Sunsets and Hearts, the Fania All-Stars, Joensuu 1685, X-Ray Spex, The Neon Judgement, Eric B and Rakim, Throbbing Gristle, Oneida, Zero Boys, Shuggie Otis, Cecil Taylor, Josef K, Frankie Knuckles, The Dead C, Youth Brigade, Gregory Isaacs, Pole, Sun City Girls, Kevin Saunderson, Barbara Tucker, Be Bop Deluxe, The Litter, Spoonie Gee, The Doobie Brothers, Jesper Dahlback, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.

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)