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 Dominican Republic and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.

All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Dave Gahan, Pierre Henry, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Peter & Gordon, Moby Grape, The Smoke, Albert Ayler, Whodini, Gong, Altered Images, Ronan, Bobby Womack, Inner City, The Shadows of Knight, Smog, Deakin, The Monks, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Soul Sonic Force, Suicide, Anakelly, The Count Five, Alphaville, The Blues Magoos, Kayak, These Immortal Souls, The Chocolate Watch Band, Eve St. Jones, Interpol, Ultravox, KRS-One, Brick, Pylon, Stiv Bators, Hoover, Crispian St. Peters, Faust, Marc Almond, Zero Boys, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Invisible, Barbara Tucker, John Holt, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Joensuu 1685, Rekid, Blake Baxter, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Wolf Eyes, a-ha, The Beau Brummels, Colin Newman, Deadbeat, Larry & the Blue Notes, One Last Wish, The Young Rascals, Amon Düül II, Brothers Johnson, The Happenings, B.T. Express, The Neon Judgement, Prince Buster, Cabaret Voltaire, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.

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)