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 Tajikistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soul Sonic Force to the jazz 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.

All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Pharoah Sanders, ABBA, X-101, The Busters, The American Breed, In Retrospect, Popol Vuh, the Slits, Johnny Clarke, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Chrome, 8 Eyed Spy, Ultramagnetic MC's, Reuben Wilson, Lalann, Eyeless In Gaza, Mantronix, Flash Fearless, Moss Icon, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Quando Quango, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Seeds, Wally Richardson, MDC, The Young Rascals, Cluster, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Agitation Free, The Gap Band, Black Flag, The Selecter, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Wolf Eyes, Khruangbin, A Certain Ratio, U.S. Maple, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & Metallica, June Days, Yusef Lateef, Malaria!, Magma, Be Bop Deluxe, Donny Hathaway, Model 500, The Saints, Crooked Eye, The Residents, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The Barracudas, Sister Nancy, Cabaret Voltaire, Stetsasonic, Magazine, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Reagan Youth, Bill Wells, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.

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)