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 Chad and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Accadde A to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.

All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Dennis Brown, New Order, Marvin Gaye, The Monochrome Set, Reuben Wilson, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Piero Umiliani, Sound Behaviour, Aloha Tigers, Theoretical Girls, The Fugs, Lee Hazlewood, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Tres Demented, Sly & The Family Stone, Anthony Braxton, Cal Tjader, Matthew Halsall, Gil Scott Heron, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Pylon, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Lakeside, Barbara Tucker, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Nils Olav, Ultra Naté, Soulsonic Force, Darondo, Country Joe & The Fish, London Community Gospel Choir, Derrick Morgan, Rhythim Is Rhythim, The Move, The Knickerbockers, Youth Brigade, Warsaw, Barrington Levy, Mark Hollis, Model 500, Rotary Connection, Tubeway Army, The Dead C, Oneida, MC5, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Hot Snakes, Eden Ahbez, Echospace, Marine Girls, Cameo, Yusef Lateef, Dave Gahan, Black Bananas, The Doobie Brothers, Ralphi Rosario, Harpers Bizarre, Davy DMX, Monks, Blancmange, The Names, Be Bop Deluxe, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.

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)