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 Lithuania and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar 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 Kevin Saunderson to the electroclash 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.

All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

DJ Style, Beasts of Bourbon, A Flock of Seagulls, Dead Boys, Moby Grape, Lakeside, Gian Franco Pienzio, Ohio Players, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Rapeman, Sly & The Family Stone, Underground Resistance, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Saints, Surgeon, The United States of America, Crash Course in Science, Groovy Waters, Larry & the Blue Notes, Crispian St. Peters, Matthew Bourne, Ronnie Foster, Blossom Toes, The Skatalites, Gabor Szabo, Altered Images, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Barrington Levy, the Germs, Magazine, David Bowie, The Barracudas, Vainqueur, June Days, Cameo, Loose Ends, Lower 48, Accadde A, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Aaron Thompson, Symarip, The Monochrome Set, The Monks, ABC, cv313, Neil Young, X-101, Bobby Hutcherson, Clear Light, The Doobie Brothers, The Kinks, Hasil Adkins, Procol Harum, The Birthday Party, Quando Quango, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), the Association, Jesper Dahlbäck, Siouxsie and the Banshees, David McCallum, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Slackers, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.

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)