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 Kenya and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.

All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Avey Tare, The Busters, Brand Nubian, Crash Course in Science, Supertramp, The Motions, Rekid, Minor Threat, Lonnie Liston Smith, The Flesh Eaters, Kings Of Tomorrow, Frankie Knuckles, Alton Ellis, Brothers Johnson, Eli Mardock, Erykah Badu, Adolescents, Scott Walker, The Birthday Party, Y Pants, Arthur Verocai, Bluetip, Saccharine Trust, The Dead C, Japan, Soft Machine, The Cowsills, Robert Görl, Ten City, Make Up, The Residents, The Buckinghams, Q65, Wings, Reagan Youth, Quantec, The Angels of Light, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Be Bop Deluxe, Agitation Free, a-ha, The Detroit Cobras, Malaria!, Nils Olav, Morten Harket, Bang On A Can, Fugazi, Ronnie Foster, Radiohead, Eric Dolphy, The Invisible, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Susan Cadogan, Lindisfarne, Traffic Nightmare, Anakelly, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Angry Samoans, The Chocolate Watch Band, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Roxette, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.

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)