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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cluster to the dance 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 Associates. All the underground hits.

All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, Slave, New Order, Frankie Knuckles, Sound Behaviour, The Smoke, Country Joe & The Fish, Jerry's Kids, cv313, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Fat Boys, Groovy Waters, Man Parrish, Nirvana, Sällskapet, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Soul Sonic Force, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, La Düsseldorf, Don Cherry, Barrington Levy, Echospace, Sunsets and Hearts, Pharoah Sanders, Amon Düül, Nick Fraelich, Joe Finger, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Agent Orange, Unrelated Segments, The Blackbyrds, Television, Bill Near, Little Man, The Wake, Agitation Free, The Walker Brothers, The Modern Lovers, Cameo, Angry Samoans, Jesper Dahlbäck, Rapeman, Newcleus, Rotary Connection, Bill Wells, Alison Limerick, The Evens, Eddi Front, Underground Resistance, Maurizio, Alice Coltrane, Neil Young, The Fugs, 8 Eyed Spy, Model 500, CMW, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Tomorrow, The Smiths, Yusef Lateef, Fad Gadget, Sad Lovers and Giants, Cabaret Voltaire, Dave Gahan, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.

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)