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 Lesotho and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Rotary Connection to the disco 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.

All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Motions, Skaos, Oneida, Simply Red, Anakelly, Lakeside, London Community Gospel Choir, Kurtis Blow, Hardrive, Rekid, Hasil Adkins, Sarah Menescal, kango's stein massive, Sam Rivers, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Sister Nancy, Aloha Tigers, L. Decosne, Ultramagnetic MC's, DJ Style, Lalo Schifrin, Godley & Creme, Albert Ayler, Robert Görl, Radiohead, Rod Modell, Lou Christie, Tropical Tobacco, the Soft Cell, Colin Newman, The Names, Scott Walker, Angry Samoans, Warren Ellis, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Fatback Band, It's A Beautiful Day, The Pop Group, Reagan Youth, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, DeepChord presents Echospace, R.M.O., Television, Model 500, Talk Talk, Jeru the Damaja, Fat Boys, Archie Shepp, Saccharine Trust, The Wake, Throbbing Gristle, Marine Girls, Harry Pussy, The Residents, MC5, Terrestrial Tones, Ten City, Tears for Fears, Larry & the Blue Notes, Soulsonic Force, Peter and Kerry, Yellowson, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.

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)