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 Israel and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
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 Technova to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.

All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kevin Saunderson, Lucky Dragons, Desert Stars, The Busters, Technova, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, John Foxx, Peter & Gordon, Ludus, Boogie Down Productions, Man Eating Sloth, Joe Smooth, Matthew Halsall, Lou Reed, Cymande, cv313, Shuggie Otis, Black Moon, Lee Hazlewood, Hot Snakes, Kayak, UT, Sugar Minott, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Hashim, Fela Kuti, Fad Gadget, Schoolly D, Joyce Sims, Echospace, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Popol Vuh, Subhumans, Gichy Dan, Eric Dolphy, Sandy B, Angry Samoans, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Deakin, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Babytalk, Erykah Badu, the Normal, Arthur Verocai, Boz Scaggs, Joy Division, The Beau Brummels, The Sonics, Sound Behaviour, Todd Terry, Altered Images, New Order, Roy Ayers, The Trojans, Oblivians, Moss Icon, D'Angelo, Pierre Henry, The Tremeloes, The Victims, Liliput, Rapeman, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.

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)