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 Malta and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Zero Boys to the punk 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.

All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Delon & Dalcan, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Rhythm & Sound, Saccharine Trust, Cabaret Voltaire, Lou Reed & Metallica, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Don Cherry, The Blackbyrds, KRS-One, Massinfluence, the Soft Cell, Bill Wells, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Wake, Drexciya, Trumans Water, Erykah Badu, Vainqueur, The United States of America, The Misunderstood, Oneida, Japan, Pet Shop Boys, Avey Tare, Ossler, U.S. Maple, Sad Lovers and Giants, Slick Rick, Gerry Rafferty, Nils Olav, Nirvana, Monolake, Panda Bear, AZ, Yellowson, Siglo XX, Eden Ahbez, Country Joe & The Fish, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed, The Mojo Men, The Cowsills, Ultimate Spinach, Brass Construction, James White and The Blacks, CMW, Ash Ra Tempel, Fatback Band, DeepChord presents Echospace, Simply Red, Television, Niagra, Das Ding, Lungfish, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Minny Pops, Gastr Del Sol, The Sonics, Boredoms, cv313, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.

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)