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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fatback Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.

All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Isaac Hayes, KRS-One, Junior Murvin, Lee Hazlewood, Alton Ellis, Henry Cow, Stetsasonic, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, John Cale, Organ, Lucky Dragons, China Crisis, Scott Walker, Blancmange, 10cc, Neil Young, kango's stein massive, Suicide, John Lydon, The Modern Lovers, Bad Manners, Royal Trux, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Eric Dolphy, Scion, Gian Franco Pienzio, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Unwound, New York Dolls, Skaos, The J.B.'s, The Cowsills, Charles Mingus, The Real Kids, Marshall Jefferson, Oneida, The Blackbyrds, Slave, Crispian St. Peters, DeepChord presents Echospace, Eli Mardock, Andrew Hill, The Dave Clark Five, The Offenders, The Royal Family And The Poor, Be Bop Deluxe, Pierre Henry, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Bluetip, The Birthday Party, Soft Machine, Nation of Ulysses, Kurtis Blow, Josef K, Howard Jones, Vainqueur, Sister Nancy, Peter & Gordon, The Doors, Scan 7, Symarip, PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.

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)