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 Benin and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ken Boothe to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.

All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Ultravox record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ossler, Pere Ubu, Bill Near, Hardrive, Bluetip, Deepchord, LL Cool J, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Dave Gahan, Outsiders, Cluster, Robert Wyatt, Thee Headcoats, Ajijia Myrayebe, Rhythm & Sound, FM Einheit, Sällskapet, OOIOO, Yusef Lateef, Neil Young, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Throbbing Gristle, Avey Tare, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, T.S.O.L., Jimmy McGriff, Delta 5, DNA, Quando Quango, Ken Boothe, The Kinks, E-Dancer, Metal Thangz, Sound Behaviour, Slave, Mission of Burma, Second Layer, PIL, Absolute Body Control, Crispy Ambulance, Stiv Bators, B.T. Express, The American Breed, Pole, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Maurizio, Crash Course in Science, Dark Day, Radiohead, Procol Harum, CMW, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Black Moon, Matthew Halsall, Juan Atkins, Deakin, Ten City, Eric Dolphy, Average White Band, Yazoo, Heaven 17, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.

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)