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 Antigua and from Calgary.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Nico to the rap 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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.

All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Real Kids, Mark Hollis, Deadbeat, Bobbi Humphrey, Matthew Halsall, Soft Machine, Cybotron, Dead Boys, Reagan Youth, Ralphi Rosario, Essential Logic, Subhumans, Bluetip, the Soft Cell, E-Dancer, Stetsasonic, Little Man, Peter and Kerry, Prince Buster, Funky Four + One, Section 25, David Axelrod, Moebius, Pet Shop Boys, The Stooges, Boogie Down Productions, Ultimate Spinach, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, the Germs, Average White Band, The Move, The Happenings, The Pretty Things, Suburban Knight, The Evens, The Star Department, Kenny Larkin, Ludus, Barrington Levy, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, D'Angelo, Liaisons Dangereuses, Dennis Brown, Robert Görl, Lebanon Hanover, Mandrill, Al Stewart, Eric Dolphy, Colin Newman, Inner City, Visage, Henry Cow, Pole, Harry Pussy, Danielle Patucci, Basic Channel, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Jacob Miller, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Electric Light Orchestra, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.

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)