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 Kosovo and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Monolake to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.

All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Althea and Donna, Ronan, Buzzcocks, The Skatalites, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, David McCallum, Ornette Coleman, Rapeman, Leonard Cohen, AZ, Soft Machine, Absolute Body Control, Fugazi, The Star Department, Drexciya, Unrelated Segments, Sonny Sharrock, Patti Smith, E-Dancer, Public Image Ltd., Whodini, The New Christs, Piero Umiliani, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Techniques, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Cheater Slicks, cv313, The Cowsills, Adolescents, Nirvana, Black Sheep, Aural Exciters, UT, MC5, Echospace, Pet Shop Boys, The Detroit Cobras, Gichy Dan, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Boz Scaggs, The Martian, Drive Like Jehu, This Heat, Symarip, Radiohead, Iggy Pop, Marshall Jefferson, The Knickerbockers, The Human League, Danielle Patucci, The Black Dice, Chris Corsano, Unwound, Fela Kuti, Goldenarms, Rotary Connection, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.

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)