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 Papua New Guinea and from Toronto.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.

All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, Wally Richardson, Janne Schatter, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Suicide, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Slackers, Aaron Thompson, Lou Reed & John Cale, Idris Muhammad, Gabor Szabo, Lakeside, Television Personalities, The Fuzztones, The Monochrome Set, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Connie Case, Boredoms, Brick, Essential Logic, Jandek, Cecil Taylor, Public Enemy, Sound Behaviour, Ten City, Monolake, Peter and Kerry, Lou Reed, Mr. Review, Eden Ahbez, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Flesh Eaters, The Move, Section 25, Jesper Dahlbäck, Inner City, Fad Gadget, Stockholm Monsters, OOIOO, Kas Product, Sister Nancy, Rufus Thomas, Danielle Patucci, Laurel Aitken, Gang Starr, Mo-Dettes, Yusef Lateef, Ultravox, Pere Ubu, the Germs, Cal Tjader, The Zeros, the Fania All-Stars, Ice-T, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Misunderstood, Marvin Gaye, The Black Dice, Tim Buckley, The Moleskins, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Oneida, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.

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)