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 Lebanon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alice Coltrane to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.

All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Soulsonic Force, The Buckinghams, Gichy Dan, The Royal Family And The Poor, Television, The Cure, Letta Mbulu, David McCallum, Barbara Tucker, Minnie Riperton, Peter and Kerry, Agitation Free, These Immortal Souls, Ohio Players, Ronnie Foster, Lalann, The Gun Club, The Associates, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Toni Rubio, Joe Finger, Jeru the Damaja, Darondo, The Durutti Column, DJ Style, Sam Rivers, Tom Boy, June of 44, The Happenings, The Monochrome Set, Glambeats Corp., Sällskapet, The Mummies, The Gap Band, Cabaret Voltaire, LL Cool J, Drive Like Jehu, Joyce Sims, The Sonics, Basic Channel, Fugazi, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Organ, Ossler, Michelle Simonal, Ronan, The Kinks, Masters at Work, The Young Rascals, The Music Machine, The Human League, Monks, Peter & Gordon, Freddie Wadling, Crispy Ambulance, Lungfish, Eddi Front, Magazine, The Pop Group, Camberwell Now, 10cc, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.

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)