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 Sri Lanka and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.

All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Five Americans, Loose Ends, Boz Scaggs, Amazonics, Easy Going, James Chance & The Contortions, Boogie Down Productions, Lower 48, The Fugs, Kevin Saunderson, Danielle Patucci, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Sunsets and Hearts, The Beau Brummels, Can, Franke, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, cv313, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Sixth Finger, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Ituana, Terrestrial Tones, EPMD, Tears for Fears, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Althea and Donna, Moebius, The United States of America, Silicon Teens, Underground Resistance, Bobby Hutcherson, Monolake, Hardrive, Curtis Mayfield, The Raincoats, Bush Tetras, Supertramp, Vainqueur, Glambeats Corp., Dorothy Ashby, Lalann, Fluxion, U.S. Maple, The Happenings, Crime, The Sound, John Lydon, Pharoah Sanders, Jerry Gold Smith, KRS-One, Peter and Kerry, Eurythmics, Black Flag, World's Most, the Fania All-Stars, Scott Walker, Susan Cadogan, The Sisters of Mercy, Drive Like Jehu, The Grass Roots, Tomorrow, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)