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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Bill Near to the jazz 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.

All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Peter & Gordon, Minny Pops, JFA, Swans, Glenn Branca, Q and Not U, Gerry Rafferty, Kerrie Biddell, Althea and Donna, MDC, Main Source, Harry Pussy, Masters at Work, Ituana, The Smoke, Tubeway Army, Isaac Hayes, Yellowson, The Young Rascals, Dead Boys, The Mojo Men, The American Breed, Dawn Penn, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Roxy Music, the Fania All-Stars, Crispian St. Peters, Jimmy McGriff, DeepChord presents Echospace, Swell Maps, Motorama, Godley & Creme, Lindisfarne, The Dave Clark Five, Hasil Adkins, Con Funk Shun, James Chance & The Contortions, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Spoonie Gee, the Normal, Pylon, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ohio Players, Sandy B, Joe Finger, T. Rex, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Ornette Coleman, Don Cherry, Visage, Outsiders, Beasts of Bourbon, Harpers Bizarre, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Zero Boys, X-102, Porter Ricks, The Pretty Things, The Mummies, Gregory Isaacs, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.

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)