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 Singapore and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Banda Bassotti to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.

All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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 Lakeside record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Iggy Pop, Tubeway Army, Flash Fearless, Public Enemy, Massinfluence, Thompson Twins, Dave Gahan, Amazonics, EPMD, Barrington Levy, The Wake, David Axelrod, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Ludus, The Sisters of Mercy, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Techniques, Newcleus, MDC, The Blackbyrds, Kerri Chandler, Amon Düül II, Dawn Penn, Infiniti, Gil Scott Heron, Altered Images, Lebanon Hanover, Los Fastidios, Easy Going, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Grey Daturas, The Zeros, Heaven 17, Minutemen, Godley & Creme, Minnie Riperton, Moebius, Main Source, Absolute Body Control, Graham Central Station, Eddi Front, Cybotron, Joyce Sims, Marmalade, The Litter, Section 25, Ornette Coleman, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Wings, the Normal, Spandau Ballet, Magma, Soul II Soul, Sister Nancy, Jeff Lynne, Kayak, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Young Rascals, Henry Cow, Oppenheimer Analysis, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)