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 United Kingdom and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marmalade to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.

All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, James Chance & The Contortions, New York Dolls, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The United States of America, Black Flag, The Busters, The Residents, Mad Mike, Janne Schatter, Aloha Tigers, Skriet, Ultramagnetic MC's, Stetsasonic, Kenny Larkin, Blancmange, Pantytec, The Move, Lucky Dragons, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Franke, Ornette Coleman, Neil Young, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Oneida, Todd Terry, Maurizio, Ten City, Cecil Taylor, The Royal Family And The Poor, Blake Baxter, The Moleskins, The Associates, AZ, Boz Scaggs, Smog, Jesper Dahlback, London Community Gospel Choir, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Eyeless In Gaza, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Slick Rick, Bang On A Can, Dawn Penn, Television Personalities, KRS-One, The Walker Brothers, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, EPMD, Rapeman, Danielle Patucci, The Cosmic Jokers, Lungfish, Negative Approach, Underground Resistance, The Raincoats, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Jacques Brel, Joey Negro, Little Man, Pagans, Porter Ricks, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.

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)