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 Belize and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toni Rubio to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.

All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure 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?

James White and The Blacks, In Retrospect, Dual Sessions, Technova, Barry Ungar, Dave Gahan, Monolake, Robert Wyatt, Lyres, The Sonics, Cecil Taylor, Erykah Badu, Smog, The Slits, Lakeside, Kas Product, Wire, Scientists, Lungfish, The Red Krayola, Mo-Dettes, Bizarre Inc., Tommy Roe, OOIOO, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Pop Group, Patti Smith, FM Einheit, The Real Kids, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Bush Tetras, H. Thieme, Vainqueur, Outsiders, Quantec, Man Eating Sloth, The Walker Brothers, The Fortunes, Eric Dolphy, The Doobie Brothers, Animal Collective, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Kango’s Stein Massive, Excepter, Zero Boys, The Five Americans, This Heat, Khruangbin, Parry Music, The Electric Prunes, Black Flag, Juan Atkins, New York Dolls, Simply Red, The Wake, Bootsy Collins, Radiopuhelimet, The Slackers, Eddi Front, Amazonics, Joensuu 1685, Godley & Creme, The Martian, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.

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)