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 Bahamas and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 AZ to the funk 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 Franke. All the underground hits.

All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Drexciya, Fad Gadget, Fluxion, Swans, Aaron Thompson, Y Pants, Joy Division, Eric Copeland, KRS-One, Tears for Fears, Parry Music, Cybotron, Be Bop Deluxe, Pierre Henry, Soul II Soul, Stetsasonic, Connie Case, The Martian, One Last Wish, the Human League, Jeff Lynne, Danielle Patucci, Ludus, Derrick May, Can, Albert Ayler, Liliput, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Pantytec, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Throbbing Gristle, Organ, Little Man, Eli Mardock, Fort Wilson Riot, Camberwell Now, Minnie Riperton, Gong, Darondo, Ice-T, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Colin Newman, Al Stewart, Radiopuhelimet, Rapeman, The Slackers, Bauhaus, Jesper Dahlbäck, Television, the Sonics, Nik Kershaw, The Busters, Derrick Morgan, The Dirtbombs, Ronan, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Velvet Underground, Janne Schatter, Nico, R.M.O., MC5, The Gun Club, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.

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)