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 Kyrgyzstan and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Blackbyrds to the punk 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 The Index. All the underground hits.

All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Eric Copeland, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Iggy Pop, Groovy Waters, Simply Red, Rakim, Sarah Menescal, Gichy Dan, Jawbox, Warren Ellis, Sixth Finger, Erykah Badu, Althea and Donna, Liaisons Dangereuses, Aaron Thompson, The Music Machine, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Moss Icon, Ossler, Bill Near, Ultravox, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Flash Fearless, Barbara Tucker, Kas Product, Johnny Clarke, Tommy Roe, Dead Boys, Essential Logic, Sex Pistols, Blake Baxter, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Marc Almond, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Kerri Chandler, The Fall, Sällskapet, Fort Wilson Riot, Bang On A Can, Average White Band, The Fortunes, Nik Kershaw, X-102, Kool Moe Dee, Fluxion, Peter and Kerry, Crispian St. Peters, Eddi Front, Country Joe & The Fish, Soft Cell, Marshall Jefferson, Pet Shop Boys, Yellowson, Crime, Crispy Ambulance, The Detroit Cobras, Cymande, Alice Coltrane, Slick Rick, Bizarre Inc., Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.

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)