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 Guatemala and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Scrapy to the disco 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.

All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Stiv Bators, David Axelrod, Heavy D & The Boyz, Television Personalities, Absolute Body Control, Arcadia, Royal Trux, The Move, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Nas, L. Decosne, PIL, Animal Collective, Whodini, Blossom Toes, Rekid, Eve St. Jones, UT, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Morten Harket, Saccharine Trust, Unrelated Segments, The Smoke, T.S.O.L., Howard Jones, Ohio Players, Von Mondo, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, the Human League, Crispian St. Peters, Radio Birdman, Theoretical Girls, Black Pus, Kas Product, DeepChord presents Echospace, Alison Limerick, Depeche Mode, The Real Kids, The Neon Judgement, The Pop Group, Cameo, Todd Rundgren, Rotary Connection, Skarface, David McCallum, Derrick Morgan, Hashim, Country Teasers, Ossler, Delon & Dalcan, Gregory Isaacs, Ituana, Black Flag, Siglo XX, Echo & the Bunnymen, Bluetip, Alice Coltrane, D'Angelo, Supertramp, Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.

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)