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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jandek to the electroclash 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.

All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Livin' Joy, Hasil Adkins, Lightning Bolt, Agitation Free, Babytalk, Camberwell Now, Sister Nancy, Country Joe & The Fish, Bill Near, Simply Red, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Eli Mardock, Cybotron, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Fatback Band, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Remains, Fat Boys, Be Bop Deluxe, Supertramp, Funkadelic, Nils Olav, MDC, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Chris Corsano, The Dirtbombs, Boogie Down Productions, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, La Düsseldorf, Oppenheimer Analysis, X-Ray Spex, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Ultravox, Lebanon Hanover, Cheater Slicks, It's A Beautiful Day, Derrick Morgan, Amazonics, Panda Bear, Sun Ra, Jacob Miller, Stereo Dub, FM Einheit, Kool Moe Dee, Siouxsie and the Banshees, World's Most, The Vogues, Sugar Minott, Aaron Thompson, Echospace, R.M.O., Motorama, The Searchers, Eric Copeland, Model 500, DNA, Man Eating Sloth, Brand Nubian, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.

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)