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 Congo and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Barclay James Harvest to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.

All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

FM Einheit, Hashim, Adolescents, Blossom Toes, Blancmange, Country Joe & The Fish, Tres Demented, Average White Band, E-Dancer, Television, Massinfluence, Skaos, Camouflage, B.T. Express, Frankie Knuckles, Howard Jones, Gang Green, Royal Trux, Echo & the Bunnymen, Mo-Dettes, The Invisible, L. Decosne, Loose Ends, Eyeless In Gaza, Fela Kuti, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The Music Machine, Andrew Hill, Boogie Down Productions, Don Cherry, The Trojans, The Birthday Party, Arthur Verocai, Neu!, Jerry's Kids, Bobbi Humphrey, X-101, kango's stein massive, Freddie Wadling, Thompson Twins, The Modern Lovers, Archie Shepp, Silicon Teens, The Fuzztones, MC5, The Velvet Underground, Anthony Braxton, Gabor Szabo, Fugazi, Malaria!, Kerrie Biddell, Dark Day, Lou Reed, Marmalade, Unwound, Niagra, Johnny Osbourne, Goldenarms, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Be Bop Deluxe, The Residents, The Alarm Clocks, Swans, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.

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)