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 Honduras and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dual Sessions to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.

All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sun Ra, Easy Going, Glambeats Corp., Danielle Patucci, Masters at Work, Josef K, Warsaw, Albert Ayler, David Bowie, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Isaac Hayes, Hashim, Fluxion, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Grauzone, Radio Birdman, Accadde A, Black Sheep, Jawbox, Moss Icon, Selector Dub Narcotic, Oppenheimer Analysis, Smog, Kas Product, Ludus, Matthew Bourne, Brand Nubian, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Hardrive, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Spoonie Gee, Skaos, F. McDonald, The Dave Clark Five, Visage, Buzzcocks, The Raincoats, Johnny Clarke, Lalo Schifrin, Harmonia, Scratch Acid, Royal Trux, R.M.O., Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Wally Richardson, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, MC5, Marvin Gaye, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Banda Bassotti, Pussy Galore, The Alarm Clocks, Donny Hathaway, Aural Exciters, 48th St. Collective, UT, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Eden Ahbez, Minnie Riperton, Fela Kuti, Johnny Osbourne, Kerrie Biddell, CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.

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)