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 Iran and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.

All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Donald Byrd, Warsaw, Todd Terry, Wire, Eurythmics, Vladislav Delay, Dawn Penn, The Evens, Brand Nubian, Delon & Dalcan, Ultramagnetic MC's, Kurtis Blow, The Walker Brothers, Trumans Water, Piero Umiliani, Grauzone, David Axelrod, The Residents, Oblivians, Archie Shepp, Tim Buckley, Deakin, Yellowson, Sällskapet, Pet Shop Boys, Duran Duran, Aswad, Spandau Ballet, Barrington Levy, The Young Rascals, E-Dancer, Laurel Aitken, Nik Kershaw, Sandy B, Robert Görl, Visage, Tom Boy, Alison Limerick, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Radiohead, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Stetsasonic, Throbbing Gristle, The Real Kids, Camouflage, Derrick Morgan, The Cramps, Second Layer, Rakim, Sound Behaviour, FM Einheit, The Sonics, The Fall, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Maurizio, Heaven 17, Nico, The Last Poets, Peter and Kerry, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, The Saints, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.

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)