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 New Zealand and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 The Barracudas to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.

All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Jandek, Prince Buster, LL Cool J, The Birthday Party, Accadde A, Fluxion, H. Thieme, Faraquet, Depeche Mode, Malaria!, Dennis Brown, The Fugs, The Detroit Cobras, Byron Stingily, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Joey Negro, Desert Stars, ABBA, Interpol, Crispy Ambulance, The Names, Quando Quango, Magma, Selector Dub Narcotic, One Last Wish, Ronnie Foster, JFA, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ultimate Spinach, Minny Pops, Qualms, Anthony Braxton, Jacob Miller, the Human League, Sexual Harrassment, Black Moon, Mark Hollis, Metal Thangz, cv313, Al Stewart, Lyres, MC5, The Pretty Things, Audionom, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Fifty Foot Hose, Alice Coltrane, The Durutti Column, The Gories, The Saints, Minor Threat, Ponytail, Eli Mardock, Soul II Soul, Soft Cell, Joy Division, The Velvet Underground, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.

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)