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 Uruguay and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.

All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Albert Ayler, Eyeless In Gaza, Graham Central Station, Accadde A, Anakelly, Funky Four + One, Lou Reed, Section 25, LL Cool J, John Cale, The Blackbyrds, Oppenheimer Analysis, Deepchord, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Ossler, Bang On A Can, Gang of Four, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Beasts of Bourbon, Tommy Roe, Aaron Thompson, T. Rex, Toni Rubio, Panda Bear, Goldenarms, Tom Boy, Suburban Knight, Jawbox, Youth Brigade, Lucky Dragons, Bobbi Humphrey, Country Joe & The Fish, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, cv313, Kevin Saunderson, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Dual Sessions, The Wake, Visage, It's A Beautiful Day, Simply Red, June Days, The Birthday Party, Amon Düül II, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The J.B.'s, The Fall, Trumans Water, Television, Donald Byrd, Gastr Del Sol, EPMD, Gabor Szabo, The Fortunes, Ituana, DJ Style, Khruangbin, Glenn Branca, World's Most, Glambeats Corp., Todd Terry, Infiniti, X-102, Colin Newman, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.

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)