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 Iran and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Buckinghams to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.

All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Lonnie Liston Smith, Half Japanese, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Pretty Things, Hardrive, Excepter, Michelle Simonal, KRS-One, One Last Wish, Lalann, The Smoke, Jandek, The Fugs, James White and The Blacks, Vaughan Mason & Crew, T. Rex, Jeff Lynne, The Leaves, Barclay James Harvest, The Last Poets, Skaos, Negative Approach, Dead Boys, Yazoo, Kerri Chandler, Pagans, Joy Division, AZ, Sly & The Family Stone, Mo-Dettes, L. Decosne, The Misunderstood, Brick, The Residents, The Martian, Bluetip, Jerry's Kids, Pere Ubu, Can, Joey Negro, Harry Pussy, The Associates, Qualms, Gregory Isaacs, Hoover, Mark Hollis, Von Mondo, Dawn Penn, The Gun Club, Blake Baxter, Funky Four + One, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Surgeon, A Certain Ratio, Unrelated Segments, Reuben Wilson, Aural Exciters, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Lalo Schifrin, kango's stein massive, Lou Christie, Joyce Sims, Depeche Mode, Talk Talk, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.

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)