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 Rwanda and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rhythm & Sound to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.

All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Mojo Men, Nik Kershaw, Nas, Animal Collective, The Angels of Light, The Velvet Underground, Dual Sessions, Yaz, Radio Birdman, Anthony Braxton, The Doobie Brothers, Monolake, Kaleidoscope, Donald Byrd, Electric Light Orchestra, Pantytec, John Foxx, Spoonie Gee, Adolescents, Main Source, Wire, The Blues Magoos, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Bad Manners, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Lightning Bolt, Nils Olav, Excepter, Swans, Rosa Yemen, Vladislav Delay, Eric Dolphy, Average White Band, Lower 48, Lakeside, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, The Sound, Pulsallama, Mission of Burma, Alton Ellis, This Heat, Youth Brigade, Loose Ends, Alison Limerick, Fad Gadget, Roxy Music, Don Cherry, Dennis Brown, Eden Ahbez, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Searchers, Danielle Patucci, Pussy Galore, Gerry Rafferty, Wolf Eyes, Peter & Gordon, New York Dolls, The United States of America, Leonard Cohen, Q65, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.

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)