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 Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bobby Sherman to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.

All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners 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?

Anthony Braxton, Groovy Waters, Bobby Byrd, Banda Bassotti, Scan 7, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Human League, Panda Bear, Tears for Fears, The Birthday Party, Neu!, Barbara Tucker, Shuggie Otis, Agitation Free, Joyce Sims, Hot Snakes, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Ultimate Spinach, Echospace, Erasure, The Raincoats, Au Pairs, The Dave Clark Five, The Index, Kool Moe Dee, Avey Tare, Rotary Connection, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Maleditus Sound, Little Man, The Zeros, Peter & Gordon, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Dead Boys, The Sonics, Roy Ayers, Morten Harket, Albert Ayler, EPMD, Fatback Band, Aloha Tigers, Eden Ahbez, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, MDC, Moebius, Eli Mardock, The Names, The Gun Club, The Smiths, Danielle Patucci, Eyeless In Gaza, Stereo Dub, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Franke, Siouxsie and the Banshees, John Cale, Smog, Icehouse, Jerry's Kids, Negative Approach, Das Ding, MC5, Moby Grape, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.

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)