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 Mexico and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Soul Sonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.

All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Lalann, Kas Product, Agent Orange, the Association, Dead Boys, Simply Red, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Camouflage, Alphaville, Monks, Johnny Osbourne, KRS-One, Franke, The Gories, Japan, The Smoke, Little Man, Frankie Knuckles, Kevin Saunderson, Michelle Simonal, Slick Rick, JFA, The Invisible, Bronski Beat, Intrusion, Iggy Pop, Nas, Jimmy McGriff, OOIOO, The Pretty Things, The Real Kids, L. Decosne, Bootsy Collins, Second Layer, Lee Hazlewood, Nico, DeepChord presents Echospace, Marshall Jefferson, Derrick Morgan, A Certain Ratio, Panda Bear, Public Enemy, CMW, Deadbeat, Talk Talk, The Five Americans, X-101, Lou Reed & John Cale, Khruangbin, The Cosmic Jokers, Oneida, Robert Görl, Rosa Yemen, Unrelated Segments, 10cc, DJ Sneak, Stetsasonic, UT, Eurythmics, Gerry Rafferty, Anthony Braxton, Motorama, Warren Ellis, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.

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)