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 Russia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.

All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Howard Jones, T.S.O.L., cv313, Unrelated Segments, Erasure, Deakin, James Chance & The Contortions, Smog, Peter & Gordon, Black Flag, Joey Negro, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Essential Logic, Japan, Trumans Water, La Düsseldorf, Skarface, Gichy Dan, Neu!, Mantronix, Fela Kuti, The Cosmic Jokers, The Zeros, Harpers Bizarre, Ash Ra Tempel, Thompson Twins, 10cc, Angry Samoans, Lebanon Hanover, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, the Sonics, Cal Tjader, Rufus Thomas, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, U.S. Maple, The Velvet Underground, Camberwell Now, Colin Newman, The Techniques, Jesper Dahlback, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Amon Düül, The Moody Blues, 8 Eyed Spy, Heaven 17, Fat Boys, Make Up, Henry Cow, Max Romeo, June of 44, Bauhaus, Blossom Toes, Sexual Harrassment, Surgeon, Groovy Waters, Subhumans, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Sisters of Mercy, Sunsets and Hearts, Underground Resistance, Dennis Brown, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.

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)