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 Uganda and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Sun Ra to the disco 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.

All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

JFA, Yusef Lateef, Fatback Band, The Busters, Average White Band, the Normal, Ajijia Myrayebe, Hot Snakes, Deakin, Dave Gahan, Jeru the Damaja, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Piero Umiliani, Pantaleimon, Yazoo, ABBA, Gang Green, Bizarre Inc., Surgeon, Cheater Slicks, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Rapeman, Cluster, Bill Wells, Quantec, Lee Hazlewood, Second Layer, Mark Hollis, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Gastr Del Sol, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Pet Shop Boys, Bang On A Can, The Electric Prunes, Robert Hood, Cabaret Voltaire, Judy Mowatt, EPMD, Electric Light Orchestra, It's A Beautiful Day, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Sound Behaviour, Angry Samoans, The Motions, Delon & Dalcan, the Association, Hasil Adkins, Sun Ra Arkestra, CMW, James White and The Blacks, The Walker Brothers, Procol Harum, Lungfish, Trumans Water, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, The Smiths, Buzzcocks, Carl Craig, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.

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)