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 Nigeria and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Sound to the rock 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.

All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Oblivians, Tropical Tobacco, Mars, The Seeds, Organ, Fifty Foot Hose, Flipper, Infiniti, Peter and Kerry, New Age Steppers, Jesper Dahlback, Country Teasers, Fort Wilson Riot, Bang On A Can, Ash Ra Tempel, Ituana, Young Marble Giants, Matthew Bourne, Eric Dolphy, Judy Mowatt, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Ultramagnetic MC's, Iggy Pop, Derrick Morgan, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Lebanon Hanover, Lower 48, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Sisters of Mercy, Morten Harket, 48th St. Collective, Grauzone, Kurtis Blow, The Modern Lovers, Sister Nancy, Shoche, John Coltrane, H. Thieme, Moss Icon, The Red Krayola, Nirvana, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Jerry's Kids, Joe Finger, The Cramps, Scrapy, Ralphi Rosario, Yazoo, Kas Product, AZ, James White and The Blacks, Eurythmics, Robert Görl, Second Layer, Bauhaus, Ultimate Spinach, Motorama, The Walker Brothers, Main Source, Connie Case, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Selecter, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.

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)