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 Cameroon and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Peter and Kerry to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.

All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Anthony Braxton, Reagan Youth, The Knickerbockers, The Misunderstood, Nas, Amazonics, Suburban Knight, The Human League, Freddie Wadling, Dawn Penn, Lou Reed, Blossom Toes, Lee Hazlewood, Guru Guru, Motorama, Wally Richardson, Cameo, Throbbing Gristle, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Interpol, Thee Headcoats, Amon Düül II, Scott Walker, Newcleus, Agent Orange, The Doors, Average White Band, Cymande, Lou Christie, Spoonie Gee, John Coltrane, Shuggie Otis, Theoretical Girls, Bobbi Humphrey, Soft Machine, Minor Threat, Wasted Youth, Ultra Naté, The Monks, Pet Shop Boys, Marcia Griffiths, Soul Sonic Force, X-102, Wolf Eyes, Faust, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Lalann, The Toasters, Royal Trux, Arthur Verocai, The New Christs, Gian Franco Pienzio, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Susan Cadogan, Magma, The Martian, The Zeros, Pharoah Sanders, Bill Near, Danielle Patucci, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.

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)