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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gang Gang Dance to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.

All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, Slick Rick, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Maurizio, Magazine, The Fire Engines, Main Source, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Sparks, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Cure, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Rhythm & Sound, La Düsseldorf, The Gories, Fort Wilson Riot, The Monochrome Set, The Monks, Jerry Gold Smith, James Chance & The Contortions, Animal Collective, Mars, Ludus, Ornette Coleman, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Robert Wyatt, Zero Boys, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, a-ha, Grauzone, Supertramp, Pere Ubu, Marcia Griffiths, Simply Red, Cymande, Barbara Tucker, Johnny Clarke, Black Bananas, Mary Jane Girls, Unwound, Lalo Schifrin, Liliput, Organ, Neil Young, Arab on Radar, Rites of Spring, Echospace, Au Pairs, Pole, Dead Boys, The Mojo Men, Matthew Halsall, Rosa Yemen, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Sound, X-Ray Spex, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Josef K, Essential Logic, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.

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)