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 Bahrain and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Blackbyrds to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Durutti Column. All the underground hits.

All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Audionom, Louis and Bebe Barron, World's Most, Sonny Sharrock, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Dave Clark Five, The Seeds, Bootsy Collins, Average White Band, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Iggy Pop, K-Klass, DeepChord presents Echospace, Lyres, David Axelrod, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Count Five, Erykah Badu, The Litter, New Age Steppers, Suicide, Colin Newman, Drive Like Jehu, Peter and Kerry, Lou Christie, AZ, Circle Jerks, Pharoah Sanders, Gabor Szabo, Isaac Hayes, Public Image Ltd., Smog, Pulsallama, Theoretical Girls, The Sound, Andrew Hill, Nas, John Holt, the Soft Cell, Absolute Body Control, Visage, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Kinks, The Electric Prunes, The Chocolate Watch Band, Sunsets and Hearts, Barry Ungar, Connie Case, Mars, D'Angelo, Adolescents, The Angels of Light, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Jawbox, The Moody Blues, Silicon Teens, Gastr Del Sol, R.M.O., Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Althea and Donna, Black Moon, Deepchord, X-102, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.

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)