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 France and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lou Reed to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.

All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Mojo Men, Crispian St. Peters, U.S. Maple, Minor Threat, H. Thieme, Yusef Lateef, Aural Exciters, The Star Department, Jeff Lynne, The American Breed, The Trojans, June Days, The Residents, Fear, Lou Reed & John Cale, Fela Kuti, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Ralphi Rosario, Eric Copeland, The Index, Jerry Gold Smith, Vladislav Delay, Godley & Creme, The Count Five, Porter Ricks, Sight & Sound, Roger Hodgson, Maleditus Sound, Jacob Miller, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Royal Family And The Poor, ABC, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, T. Rex, The Names, June of 44, Khruangbin, Marcia Griffiths, The Durutti Column, Gong, Aloha Tigers, Procol Harum, The Cowsills, Terry Callier, the Slits, R.M.O., Jeff Mills, Erykah Badu, Lungfish, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, the Fania All-Stars, MC5, Kerri Chandler, Rekid, The New Christs, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Mark Hollis, Frankie Knuckles, the Swans, The Real Kids, Visage, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.

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)