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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Sonics, Metal Thangz, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Aaron Thompson, Jesper Dahlbäck, Make Up, Country Teasers, Johnny Clarke, Curtis Mayfield, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Japan, Mary Jane Girls, Sparks, Dave Gahan, Radiohead, Unrelated Segments, Monolake, James Chance & The Contortions, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Faust, Royal Trux, Alton Ellis, The Offenders, Surgeon, Charles Mingus, Youth Brigade, Quantec, One Last Wish, Cecil Taylor, the Human League, Popol Vuh, MDC, the Normal, Blake Baxter, Newcleus, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Erykah Badu, Eden Ahbez, The Doobie Brothers, Unwound, Eric B and Rakim, Colin Newman, Girls At Our Best!, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Toasters, Sugar Minott, The Dead C, Eyeless In Gaza, Althea and Donna, Lakeside, These Immortal Souls, Scion, John Cale, Don Cherry, Deakin, Goldenarms, Cameo, Little Man, Magma, Mandrill, Amon Düül, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.

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)