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 India and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 The Fugs to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.

All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

10cc, Rod Modell, Black Sheep, Public Image Ltd., Pharoah Sanders, Q and Not U, Michelle Simonal, Anthony Braxton, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Masters at Work, Guru Guru, E-Dancer, The American Breed, Tim Buckley, Spoonie Gee, Flamin' Groovies, Pet Shop Boys, Heaven 17, Marc Almond, Bluetip, kango's stein massive, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Sonny Sharrock, Chris & Cosey, Sun Ra, Sam Rivers, Ash Ra Tempel, Simply Red, The Remains, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, X-Ray Spex, Mary Jane Girls, Graham Central Station, Essential Logic, This Heat, Blossom Toes, The Fortunes, Todd Rundgren, The Fugs, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Danielle Patucci, Mark Hollis, Altered Images, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Don Cherry, Section 25, Glenn Branca, Drive Like Jehu, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Stockholm Monsters, Fear, Moby Grape, Inner City, The Stooges, Sällskapet, The Star Department, Excepter, Vladislav Delay, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.

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)