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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bob Dylan to the dance 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.

All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Germs, Chris & Cosey, Unwound, Donald Byrd, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, the Normal, The Royal Family And The Poor, Radiopuhelimet, Sun Ra, DeepChord presents Echospace, Accadde A, Infiniti, Big Daddy Kane, Moebius, Sugar Minott, Section 25, Don Cherry, The Blues Magoos, Second Layer, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Zeros, Magazine, Fear, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Walker Brothers, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Television, Archie Shepp, Glenn Branca, Bang On A Can, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Boz Scaggs, The Mighty Diamonds, the Soft Cell, The Chocolate Watch Band, Judy Mowatt, Laurel Aitken, Minnie Riperton, Ice-T, The Angels of Light, The Moody Blues, kango's stein massive, Deadbeat, Rhythm & Sound, The Grass Roots, The Flesh Eaters, Massinfluence, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Toasters, Amon Düül II, The Music Machine, Cecil Taylor, Pagans, Panda Bear, The Dave Clark Five, Agent Orange, Connie Case, Slick Rick, Hasil Adkins, Bob Dylan, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.

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)