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 the UAE and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash 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 Q65. All the underground hits.

All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Minny Pops, Andrew Hill, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Pylon, Liliput, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, The Durutti Column, World's Most, the Sonics, Marcia Griffiths, Brothers Johnson, Eric Dolphy, Nils Olav, Porter Ricks, Magma, Unwound, Electric Light Orchestra, The Moody Blues, Marine Girls, Wasted Youth, Girls At Our Best!, Symarip, The Cosmic Jokers, Black Moon, Rufus Thomas, Grey Daturas, Basic Channel, Prince Buster, Godley & Creme, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, A Certain Ratio, Pantytec, Hashim, Todd Terry, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Misunderstood, Delta 5, Harry Pussy, Cybotron, Pagans, New Order, Kerrie Biddell, Drexciya, Cal Tjader, The Detroit Cobras, Sandy B, the Association, CMW, New York Dolls, Laurel Aitken, Gang Gang Dance, Warren Ellis, Flash Fearless, Altered Images, Franke, Ultimate Spinach, Marmalade, Matthew Bourne, The Doors, Nation of Ulysses, The Doobie Brothers, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.

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)