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 Japan and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.

All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Q and Not U, The Flesh Eaters, the Swans, Crooked Eye, Roger Hodgson, Cecil Taylor, Ken Boothe, Steve Hackett, Basic Channel, Public Image Ltd., The Happenings, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Jandek, The Move, Byron Stingily, Jerry's Kids, The Slackers, Nas, Amazonics, The Detroit Cobras, kango's stein massive, Bluetip, Sarah Menescal, Second Layer, Glenn Branca, Shoche, The Vogues, Tears for Fears, Boz Scaggs, Pylon, Lightning Bolt, MC5, The Searchers, Dead Boys, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Sun Ra, Drexciya, Donald Byrd, Robert Hood, Curtis Mayfield, Brothers Johnson, Peter & Gordon, Danielle Patucci, Infiniti, Isaac Hayes, Dark Day, Pharoah Sanders, Niagra, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Interpol, Sällskapet, Anakelly, Soul Sonic Force, Eric Dolphy, The Techniques, Theoretical Girls, Pulsallama, Joe Smooth, Underground Resistance, Severed Heads, the Germs, Brand Nubian, Stockholm Monsters, MDC, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.

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)