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 Guinea and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 David Bowie to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.

All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Association, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Angels of Light, Kerri Chandler, The Seeds, Eddi Front, Swell Maps, This Heat, Newcleus, David McCallum, The Cosmic Jokers, Eric Dolphy, Malaria!, Jesper Dahlback, Lungfish, the Human League, the Swans, Ronnie Foster, Hashim, Delta 5, The Beau Brummels, Kurtis Blow, Duran Duran, Pagans, Slick Rick, Essential Logic, Todd Rundgren, Sex Pistols, David Axelrod, Barclay James Harvest, Roy Ayers, Joy Division, Franke, Sister Nancy, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Lalann, Shuggie Otis, Leonard Cohen, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Dennis Brown, Frankie Knuckles, 48th St. Collective, Mars, X-Ray Spex, Mandrill, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Yazoo, Au Pairs, Q65, Lightning Bolt, Barbara Tucker, Funkadelic, Jeff Lynne, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Altered Images, Saccharine Trust, The Doors, Dead Boys, Gong, Yaz, Susan Cadogan, Graham Central Station, Godley & Creme, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.

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)