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 Argentina and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scrapy to the rock 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.

All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Aaron Thompson, Erykah Badu, Simply Red, Flipper, Section 25, Matthew Halsall, Jerry's Kids, The Fugs, Gong, Harry Pussy, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Hot Snakes, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Sugar Minott, Scratch Acid, Terrestrial Tones, Dave Gahan, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, X-101, Agent Orange, The Mighty Diamonds, Alison Limerick, Archie Shepp, Colin Newman, T.S.O.L., Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Velvet Underground, Leonard Cohen, Throbbing Gristle, Nik Kershaw, The Buckinghams, Bobby Sherman, Aural Exciters, Wings, Moebius, Skaos, Warsaw, Crime, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Newcleus, Morten Harket, Jimmy McGriff, The Vogues, Lalo Schifrin, PIL, Crispian St. Peters, FM Einheit, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Bill Near, Bobby Hutcherson, The Detroit Cobras, Tommy Roe, Sixth Finger, The Happenings, The Pop Group, The Real Kids, Sarah Menescal, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Pantytec, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Brass Construction, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.

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)