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 Congo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Yaz to the crunk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.

All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Louis and Bebe Barron, Dawn Penn, Scion, Soft Machine, Echospace, Gabor Szabo, OOIOO, Charles Mingus, T. Rex, Scratch Acid, Schoolly D, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Idris Muhammad, Barrington Levy, The Fuzztones, Lindisfarne, Unrelated Segments, Bobby Byrd, Clear Light, Franke, Severed Heads, Amazonics, Peter & Gordon, David McCallum, Beasts of Bourbon, Ultravox, Circle Jerks, Los Fastidios, X-Ray Spex, Ponytail, The Martian, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Masters at Work, The Golliwogs, Anakelly, Nas, Jeff Mills, Matthew Bourne, The Gladiators, Animal Collective, Tommy Roe, John Foxx, Au Pairs, Brand Nubian, Terrestrial Tones, Eve St. Jones, Oblivians, The Associates, Wings, Roxette, Joy Division, A Certain Ratio, UT, The Move, Ice-T, Gang of Four, Boredoms, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.

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)