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 Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Max Romeo to the jazz 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.

All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kings Of Tomorrow, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Eric Copeland, KRS-One, Sonic Youth, Suburban Knight, Fluxion, The Residents, Loose Ends, Leonard Cohen, Eurythmics, Severed Heads, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Fall, CMW, Warren Ellis, Los Fastidios, Mr. Review, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Anthony Braxton, Fifty Foot Hose, The Victims, Avey Tare, The Velvet Underground, Jimmy McGriff, Yellowson, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Mighty Diamonds, The Toasters, Duran Duran, Lindisfarne, The Standells, Fat Boys, Gang of Four, Mars, The Chocolate Watch Band, Deadbeat, Dark Day, Electric Light Orchestra, Boredoms, Talk Talk, Procol Harum, The Dead C, Alton Ellis, Quadrant, X-102, Sugar Minott, Sam Rivers, The Sound, Traffic Nightmare, Guru Guru, Glenn Branca, the Soft Cell, Vladislav Delay, Soul Sonic Force, The Raincoats, Electric Prunes, Rakim, Gil Scott Heron, Alphaville, The Count Five, DNA, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.

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)