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 Iran and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin 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 Todd Rundgren to the jazz 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.

All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Urselle, Heavy D & The Boyz, The J.B.'s, Reagan Youth, Qualms, The Evens, Fat Boys, Dennis Brown, This Heat, Eddi Front, Mandrill, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Associates, Joe Smooth, Eve St. Jones, E-Dancer, Marmalade, Jeru the Damaja, Minnie Riperton, Nation of Ulysses, Connie Case, The Dead C, Pantaleimon, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Oppenheimer Analysis, Roxette, Quantec, Yazoo, The Vogues, Flash Fearless, Negative Approach, Fluxion, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, June of 44, Donny Hathaway, Camberwell Now, Derrick May, 10cc, Wasted Youth, Lightning Bolt, Reuben Wilson, Crash Course in Science, Eric Copeland, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Bluetip, It's A Beautiful Day, Kenny Larkin, DNA, Fatback Band, The Count Five, Vainqueur, New Order, The Residents, Albert Ayler, Oblivians, The Fugs, The Star Department, Hoover, Wally Richardson, X-102, Kas Product, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.

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)