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 Costa Rica and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.

All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Jawbox, Al Stewart, The Monochrome Set, Boz Scaggs, Faust, Girls At Our Best!, Chrome, Graham Central Station, Skaos, Harmonia, Bad Manners, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Magazine, Amazonics, Gian Franco Pienzio, Moss Icon, Todd Rundgren, Max Romeo, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Raincoats, Los Fastidios, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, JFA, Michelle Simonal, Andrew Hill, Black Pus, Ultravox, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Country Teasers, Pussy Galore, The Royal Family And The Poor, Flipper, EPMD, Kerrie Biddell, Royal Trux, The Fall, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Black Sheep, Bill Wells, Nirvana, Henry Cow, Infiniti, The Dave Clark Five, The Invisible, Sugar Minott, Drexciya, Interpol, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, The United States of America, Ultramagnetic MC's, Camberwell Now, Unrelated Segments, Bizarre Inc., Gang Starr, Au Pairs, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Divine Comedy, The Doors, Beasts of Bourbon, The Grass Roots, Lalann, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.

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)