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 Ecuador and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Happenings to the techno 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 David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Blake Baxter, Gang of Four, David Axelrod, Average White Band, T. Rex, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Scott Walker, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Graham Central Station, John Lydon, Grey Daturas, Flipper, The Angels of Light, Procol Harum, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Vladislav Delay, Terry Callier, Groovy Waters, Sonic Youth, Pantaleimon, Joe Smooth, Nico, Hasil Adkins, T.S.O.L., Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Howard Jones, David McCallum, The Divine Comedy, Jeff Mills, Ronnie Foster, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, ABC, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Kinks, Glambeats Corp., Bobby Byrd, Arcadia, Johnny Osbourne, Boogie Down Productions, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Intrusion, The Remains, New Order, The Count Five, Avey Tare, Girls At Our Best!, Second Layer, Curtis Mayfield, Bill Near, Soft Cell, Joy Division, The Cramps, James Chance & The Contortions, The Fugs, Television, Grandmaster Flash, Suburban Knight, Bush Tetras, F. McDonald, Frankie Knuckles, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.

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)