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 Netherlands and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tomorrow to the jazz 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.

All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Liliput, Robert Hood, Hardrive, The Vogues, The J.B.'s, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Boredoms, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Depeche Mode, Skarface, Soul Sonic Force, Funky Four + One, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Eurythmics, Section 25, Tom Boy, The Moody Blues, Sun City Girls, The Electric Prunes, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Alton Ellis, Jesper Dahlbäck, Arcadia, Y Pants, Moss Icon, Smog, The Young Rascals, The Sonics, Neil Young, Marcia Griffiths, Fort Wilson Riot, Tim Buckley, Magazine, Simply Red, Stiv Bators, The Searchers, Electric Prunes, Kerrie Biddell, Ken Boothe, Lower 48, Prince Buster, Quantec, Leonard Cohen, Hot Snakes, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ash Ra Tempel, Curtis Mayfield, The Mojo Men, Sex Pistols, Blancmange, Pantaleimon, Fifty Foot Hose, Marshall Jefferson, Basic Channel, Drexciya, Country Joe & The Fish, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Organ, Stockholm Monsters, Scratch Acid, Massinfluence, Country Teasers, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.

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)