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 Paraguay and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Symarip to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.

All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Todd Rundgren, H. Thieme, Grandmaster Flash, The Detroit Cobras, Pet Shop Boys, Theoretical Girls, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Josef K, Lakeside, Don Cherry, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Electric Light Orchestra, DNA, The Grass Roots, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Yaz, Rosa Yemen, Half Japanese, Jeru the Damaja, Arab on Radar, the Germs, The Gap Band, Dark Day, Alison Limerick, Spandau Ballet, Lee Hazlewood, The Zeros, OOIOO, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Leonard Cohen, Tears for Fears, DJ Sneak, Joey Negro, Radiohead, Michelle Simonal, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Ultra Naté, Max Romeo, Sandy B, Mars, T.S.O.L., Zapp, Soft Cell, T. Rex, The Smiths, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Dead C, Alton Ellis, The Cosmic Jokers, Brothers Johnson, Lindisfarne, Aswad, Whodini, The Wake, Dorothy Ashby, Jacques Brel, Smog, Throbbing Gristle, New Order, Funkadelic, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.

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)