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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Popol Vuh to the punk 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.

All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

Pere Ubu, The Leaves, Joey Negro, Scan 7, Pantaleimon, The Young Rascals, Ice-T, It's A Beautiful Day, David Axelrod, Ronan, The Chocolate Watch Band, Nick Fraelich, Gil Scott Heron, Porter Ricks, Darondo, Wally Richardson, Lungfish, Oblivians, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Robert Hood, Sister Nancy, The Sound, Jesper Dahlbäck, Crime, Quantec, Fluxion, Depeche Mode, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Knickerbockers, Section 25, Junior Murvin, The Human League, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Suicide, Stereo Dub, Jeru the Damaja, Godley & Creme, Severed Heads, Be Bop Deluxe, Bluetip, Crash Course in Science, Gian Franco Pienzio, Country Joe & The Fish, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Quadrant, Flamin' Groovies, Bob Dylan, Yellowson, Sparks, Harmonia, cv313, Slick Rick, the Association, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Symarip, Lonnie Liston Smith, Malaria!, Outsiders, Pharoah Sanders, Bobby Byrd, Lou Reed, June Days, Eyeless In Gaza, Sarah Menescal, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.

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)