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 Tuvalu and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Glambeats Corp. to the electroclash 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.

All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Tomorrow, Anthony Braxton, New Age Steppers, Flash Fearless, X-Ray Spex, The Techniques, Scion, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Surgeon, X-101, Ludus, The Real Kids, Freddie Wadling, Sex Pistols, Bobbi Humphrey, Brass Construction, Youth Brigade, Warren Ellis, Depeche Mode, Hasil Adkins, Charles Mingus, Metal Thangz, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, the Human League, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Franke, Stockholm Monsters, Lower 48, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Negative Approach, Television Personalities, Alison Limerick, Ornette Coleman, Boz Scaggs, The Smoke, The Kinks, Harry Pussy, Moebius, One Last Wish, Erykah Badu, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Zero Boys, Peter & Gordon, The Sisters of Mercy, The Dave Clark Five, Monolake, Tim Buckley, Babytalk, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Black Flag, Public Image Ltd., Spoonie Gee, Isaac Hayes, Whodini, Amon Düül II, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Carl Craig, Henry Cow, Jerry Gold Smith, Sound Behaviour, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.

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)