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 Slovenia and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the punk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.

All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Popol Vuh, Technova, Ultimate Spinach, Basic Channel, The Residents, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Massinfluence, Arthur Verocai, Bluetip, James White and The Blacks, Skarface, Icehouse, Japan, Wally Richardson, The Happenings, Delon & Dalcan, Eyeless In Gaza, The Mighty Diamonds, The Doobie Brothers, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Cluster, Soul II Soul, The Cure, Parry Music, Joe Finger, Lebanon Hanover, PIL, Andrew Hill, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Ohio Players, Pole, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Mars, Ash Ra Tempel, Altered Images, The Monochrome Set, The Vogues, Magazine, The Pop Group, Beasts of Bourbon, Average White Band, The Tremeloes, Gang Starr, Michelle Simonal, The Dave Clark Five, Big Daddy Kane, EPMD, Jeff Mills, Danielle Patucci, The Dirtbombs, Letta Mbulu, Alice Coltrane, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Lonnie Liston Smith, Ludus, The Divine Comedy, The Walker Brothers, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.

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)