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 Guinea and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.

All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Pretty Things, The Modern Lovers, Adolescents, Maurizio, AZ, Siglo XX, Scratch Acid, Vladislav Delay, The Cure, Amazonics, Public Enemy, Sam Rivers, Quando Quango, Bizarre Inc., Cluster, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Derrick Morgan, Black Pus, Gil Scott Heron, The Wake, Roy Ayers, Blossom Toes, Gichy Dan, Sandy B, Funky Four + One, Davy DMX, The Toasters, Colin Newman, Bootsy Collins, Avey Tare, Sixth Finger, Sister Nancy, Ajijia Myrayebe, Mission of Burma, 48th St. Collective, Niagra, Soft Machine, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Marmalade, D'Angelo, Bang On A Can, Amon Düül II, MC5, Rapeman, The Birthday Party, Yusef Lateef, Stetsasonic, Aloha Tigers, The Dirtbombs, Roger Hodgson, Sonic Youth, Echospace, Cameo, Radiohead, Kango’s Stein Massive, Gabor Szabo, Slave, Basic Channel, Monolake, Grey Daturas, Trumans Water, kango's stein massive, 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)