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 Libya and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 T.S.O.L. to the dance 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.

All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Saccharine Trust, Andrew Hill, Chrome, Tomorrow, China Crisis, The Busters, Rotary Connection, Tim Buckley, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Desert Stars, Hoover, Heaven 17, The Mummies, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Cybotron, Ice-T, Y Pants, Skriet, The Evens, Country Teasers, John Holt, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Yaz, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Negative Approach, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Amon Düül, Echospace, Rakim, Delta 5, Albert Ayler, X-102, Sam Rivers, Isaac Hayes, One Last Wish, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Mad Mike, The Techniques, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Stockholm Monsters, Deadbeat, Scan 7, Ash Ra Tempel, Alphaville, Rhythm & Sound, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Leonard Cohen, Sun Ra, Shuggie Otis, Livin' Joy, Juan Atkins, Faraquet, The Move, Mission of Burma, Black Moon, Marmalade, The Smoke, Oppenheimer Analysis, the Swans, Dual Sessions, The Saints, Ralphi Rosario, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.

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)