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 United Kingdom and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Hashim 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.

All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

48th St. Collective, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Jeff Mills, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Cheater Slicks, Connie Case, The Detroit Cobras, Zero Boys, Todd Rundgren, Soulsonic Force, Bobby Hutcherson, Cymande, Deadbeat, John Coltrane, Bang On A Can, Godley & Creme, The Alarm Clocks, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Soul II Soul, Gang Gang Dance, The Smiths, Tears for Fears, T. Rex, DeepChord presents Echospace, Anthony Braxton, One Last Wish, The Kinks, The Young Rascals, CMW, Spandau Ballet, Swans, Michelle Simonal, The Index, Jeru the Damaja, Royal Trux, The Fall, Magma, Camouflage, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Ossler, Toni Rubio, Liliput, Dark Day, Grandmaster Flash, Pylon, Nico, Procol Harum, F. McDonald, Man Parrish, the Germs, Ajijia Myrayebe, It's A Beautiful Day, Model 500, The Zeros, the Swans, The United States of America, The Five Americans, Matthew Bourne, Reagan Youth, KRS-One, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.

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)