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 Gambia and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Black Pus to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.

All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Ten City, Davy DMX, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Tomorrow, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Ken Boothe, Graham Central Station, Ash Ra Tempel, The Cramps, Altered Images, Neil Young, Gang Starr, Todd Terry, Basic Channel, Das Ding, Hasil Adkins, Make Up, Pantaleimon, Inner City, Eyeless In Gaza, Gong, Kerrie Biddell, Mark Hollis, Shuggie Otis, Michelle Simonal, Dead Boys, Brothers Johnson, Depeche Mode, Grandmaster Flash, Y Pants, X-102, Fela Kuti, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Brand Nubian, Glenn Branca, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Radiopuhelimet, Skaos, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Young Rascals, The Motions, Sight & Sound, Maleditus Sound, Supertramp, The Buckinghams, The Modern Lovers, Crime, Monks, The Monks, H. Thieme, New Age Steppers, Rakim, Yellowson, Motorama, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The J.B.'s, Avey Tare, The Cowsills, The Slits, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.

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)