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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Shoche to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.

All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Absolute Body Control, Slick Rick, Toni Rubio, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Pet Shop Boys, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Knickerbockers, Todd Terry, Lower 48, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, R.M.O., ABC, OOIOO, DNA, The Martian, The Cure, Harmonia, La Düsseldorf, David Bowie, Arthur Verocai, Marc Almond, The Busters, Kool Moe Dee, Jimmy McGriff, Fugazi, Davy DMX, The Searchers, Soulsonic Force, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Motions, Bobby Byrd, Jerry's Kids, The Doors, Accadde A, Royal Trux, Be Bop Deluxe, Barclay James Harvest, Oblivians, Little Man, The J.B.'s, Lungfish, LL Cool J, Kaleidoscope, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, James Chance & The Contortions, Gang of Four, The Residents, Chrome, Khruangbin, Rotary Connection, Flipper, Skriet, Jandek, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Bill Near, Deepchord, Jesper Dahlback, Faraquet, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.

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)