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 Romania and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Tom Boy to the dance 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.

All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.

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

Warren Ellis, Bobby Womack, Khruangbin, Oneida, Soft Machine, Crash Course in Science, Nico, Brand Nubian, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Danielle Patucci, Graham Central Station, Heavy D & The Boyz, Kings Of Tomorrow, Bobbi Humphrey, Lalann, Sex Pistols, Nick Fraelich, The Shadows of Knight, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Wally Richardson, Circle Jerks, Infiniti, JFA, The Fuzztones, The Techniques, Gastr Del Sol, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Easy Going, Theoretical Girls, 10cc, Sugar Minott, Jacob Miller, D'Angelo, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, DJ Sneak, Pulsallama, Grauzone, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Juan Atkins, Anthony Braxton, Skarface, Maleditus Sound, World's Most, Average White Band, Symarip, ABC, Big Daddy Kane, Moebius, Cal Tjader, Andrew Hill, the Soft Cell, Shoche, Lou Christie, Whodini, Scientists, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Dead Boys, Matthew Halsall, Mark Hollis, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.

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)