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 Iceland and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Desert Stars to the rap 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.

All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Yazoo, Stetsasonic, Barbara Tucker, The Pop Group, Graham Central Station, Gang Green, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Wasted Youth, Public Enemy, the Swans, Boogie Down Productions, Kerri Chandler, Jimmy McGriff, Brothers Johnson, Negative Approach, Patti Smith, Donald Byrd, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Slits, Sandy B, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Shoche, Organ, Reuben Wilson, Sunsets and Hearts, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Dead Boys, Kas Product, The Stooges, the Slits, Mad Mike, Iggy Pop, Wolf Eyes, Khruangbin, Blancmange, the Sonics, Althea and Donna, Lonnie Liston Smith, Oneida, Todd Rundgren, Lakeside, The Mummies, Scientists, The Trojans, Tom Boy, Kool Moe Dee, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Make Up, It's A Beautiful Day, Dennis Brown, Robert Hood, Crime, Matthew Halsall, Alton Ellis, Josef K, Anthony Braxton, Hoover, The Doobie Brothers, The Vogues, Robert Wyatt, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.

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)