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 Djibouti and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Anthony Braxton to the funk 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 The Move. All the underground hits.

All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The United States of America, Danielle Patucci, Bobby Byrd, The Golliwogs, Bobby Sherman, Peter and Kerry, Eyeless In Gaza, Underground Resistance, Unrelated Segments, Echospace, 48th St. Collective, LL Cool J, Warsaw, Agent Orange, Bizarre Inc., Jesper Dahlbäck, Grandmaster Flash, 8 Eyed Spy, Motorama, Hashim, R.M.O., Black Moon, Hardrive, Yellowson, Avey Tare, Black Sheep, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Pussy Galore, Piero Umiliani, Joe Smooth, Marvin Gaye, Skaos, One Last Wish, Selector Dub Narcotic, Jandek, Lightning Bolt, Vladislav Delay, Slick Rick, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, James White and The Blacks, Colin Newman, Anthony Braxton, The Shadows of Knight, Saccharine Trust, Jimmy McGriff, X-102, Royal Trux, The Red Krayola, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Juan Atkins, Jacques Brel, Dark Day, Essential Logic, U.S. Maple, Barbara Tucker, Supertramp, Mo-Dettes, Todd Rundgren, Roger Hodgson, Lalann, John Lydon, The Cramps, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.

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)