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 Georgia and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the grunge 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.

All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Wally Richardson, Soft Machine, Sly & The Family Stone, Marcia Griffiths, The Gap Band, The Evens, Wire, The Beau Brummels, John Foxx, The Last Poets, The Knickerbockers, James White and The Blacks, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Graham Central Station, Kayak, Babytalk, Scion, The Invisible, Crooked Eye, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The New Christs, The Trojans, Kas Product, Joey Negro, June Days, Beasts of Bourbon, New Age Steppers, DJ Style, Big Daddy Kane, Suburban Knight, Magma, Pharoah Sanders, Technova, Colin Newman, Stiv Bators, Deadbeat, Matthew Halsall, Anakelly, 10cc, Sixth Finger, Schoolly D, Second Layer, Public Enemy, Susan Cadogan, Nation of Ulysses, Radiopuhelimet, Michelle Simonal, The Music Machine, Black Flag, The Victims, Roxette, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Liliput, The Smiths, Intrusion, Tubeway Army, Vainqueur, The Offenders, Sun Ra Arkestra, Negative Approach, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)