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 Mumbai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Flash Fearless to the dance 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.

All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Connie Case, Mandrill, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Patti Smith, A Flock of Seagulls, Cymande, The Sonics, This Heat, Sunsets and Hearts, UT, Lebanon Hanover, Marshall Jefferson, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Simply Red, Neil Young, 10cc, La Düsseldorf, Arab on Radar, Laurel Aitken, U.S. Maple, Eyeless In Gaza, The Chocolate Watch Band, Funkadelic, Fad Gadget, Echo & the Bunnymen, The Selecter, Young Marble Giants, Ash Ra Tempel, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Jeff Mills, Yusef Lateef, Tropical Tobacco, R.M.O., Sam Rivers, Gang Green, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bobby Byrd, Sight & Sound, Barrington Levy, Chris Corsano, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Pulsallama, Godley & Creme, Jesper Dahlbäck, Fort Wilson Riot, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Index, Janne Schatter, Jesper Dahlback, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Infiniti, Bush Tetras, Terry Callier, Be Bop Deluxe, Rakim, EPMD, The Zeros, Tomorrow, Derrick May, Cal Tjader, Cybotron, Oneida, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.

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)