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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Inner City to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.

All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Delon & Dalcan, Donny Hathaway, Robert Wyatt, Bauhaus, Matthew Bourne, The Velvet Underground, Joyce Sims, Pole, The Black Dice, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Cal Tjader, ABC, Unrelated Segments, Nils Olav, Barry Ungar, Freddie Wadling, Lalo Schifrin, Brick, The Dirtbombs, Ajijia Myrayebe, Chris Corsano, the Soft Cell, Stockholm Monsters, Procol Harum, Jesper Dahlback, La Düsseldorf, Bluetip, Faraquet, Soul II Soul, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Jerry Gold Smith, Schoolly D, Robert Hood, Das Ding, Bizarre Inc., Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Mighty Diamonds, Pet Shop Boys, Echo & the Bunnymen, Zero Boys, Ludus, Charles Mingus, Gastr Del Sol, Q65, The Divine Comedy, The Doors, Selector Dub Narcotic, Outsiders, Spoonie Gee, The Stooges, Circle Jerks, Bronski Beat, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Motions, B.T. Express, Radio Birdman, Marmalade, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Red Krayola, The Dave Clark Five, MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.

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)