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 Lithuania and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Ronan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.

All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Depeche Mode, Scott Walker, Fort Wilson Riot, Morten Harket, Joensuu 1685, Pylon, Ponytail, Deakin, The Vogues, Aaron Thompson, Fifty Foot Hose, Archie Shepp, The Martian, Marcia Griffiths, Jesper Dahlbäck, OOIOO, Michelle Simonal, Ronan, Section 25, Fear, Sonic Youth, Bauhaus, Eric B and Rakim, Kayak, Das Ding, Howard Jones, The Barracudas, Mantronix, Isaac Hayes, Sparks, Ultra Naté, Can, Be Bop Deluxe, Suicide, Lower 48, Motorama, 48th St. Collective, Nils Olav, Echospace, The Residents, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Eric Copeland, Au Pairs, Man Parrish, Terry Callier, Urselle, Theoretical Girls, New York Dolls, Von Mondo, Joe Finger, Echo & the Bunnymen, Panda Bear, The Golliwogs, Lalann, Danielle Patucci, New Order, Shoche, the Human League, Anakelly, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.

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)