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 Serbia and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 John Cale to the crunk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.

All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

the Germs, Porter Ricks, Surgeon, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Kas Product, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Vogues, Chrome, Brothers Johnson, Reuben Wilson, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Moby Grape, Tom Boy, Mantronix, Fela Kuti, The Gap Band, Public Enemy, The Mighty Diamonds, The Toasters, The Golliwogs, The Victims, Basic Channel, Shoche, DJ Style, Wire, Sunsets and Hearts, Zapp, Talk Talk, John Holt, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Ronan, Magma, In Retrospect, Scrapy, Peter and Kerry, Royal Trux, Delta 5, Piero Umiliani, the Swans, Soul II Soul, Faust, Altered Images, A Certain Ratio, La Düsseldorf, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Bluetip, DNA, Black Pus, Spandau Ballet, Essential Logic, Mad Mike, Scratch Acid, Masters at Work, Q and Not U, Rhythm & Sound, The Stooges, Nas, Heaven 17, Scientists, Isaac Hayes, R.M.O., Circle Jerks, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).

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)