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 Iraq and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.

All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Siouxsie and the Banshees, Amon Düül, The Busters, Rotary Connection, Essential Logic, Aural Exciters, Black Flag, Gregory Isaacs, Roy Ayers, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Jandek, La Düsseldorf, Arcadia, In Retrospect, Bauhaus, The Real Kids, Harry Pussy, Faraquet, Gastr Del Sol, Chris Corsano, Hardrive, Albert Ayler, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, David Axelrod, Joy Division, Todd Terry, Eyeless In Gaza, Motorama, Quando Quango, Stereo Dub, Sarah Menescal, Matthew Halsall, Skriet, Lonnie Liston Smith, Camberwell Now, Lakeside, Charles Mingus, Schoolly D, Crash Course in Science, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Chris & Cosey, The Vogues, Sun City Girls, Audionom, Clear Light, The Grass Roots, Minutemen, The Trojans, The Gun Club, The Kinks, Suburban Knight, Eric Copeland, Althea and Donna, The Last Poets, Skarface, 10cc, The Neon Judgement, Mantronix, Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.

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)