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 Namibia and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Young Marble Giants to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.

All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a spring reverb 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 spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Banda Bassotti, Wolf Eyes, Bobby Womack, Intrusion, Piero Umiliani, The Divine Comedy, Neu!, Graham Central Station, The Velvet Underground, Sex Pistols, Susan Cadogan, Urselle, Magazine, Scientists, Big Daddy Kane, Ultramagnetic MC's, Glenn Branca, Junior Murvin, Girls At Our Best!, Archie Shepp, The Royal Family And The Poor, Cabaret Voltaire, Minny Pops, Moss Icon, Funkadelic, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Television Personalities, Essential Logic, Black Sheep, Au Pairs, Danielle Patucci, Arab on Radar, The Doors, Rakim, Lee Hazlewood, Basic Channel, Rites of Spring, Jandek, Cluster, Toni Rubio, K-Klass, Pulsallama, Television, PIL, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Music Machine, Byron Stingily, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Doobie Brothers, The Monks, Soul II Soul, Ash Ra Tempel, Scrapy, Black Moon, Roxette, Anakelly, Audionom, La Düsseldorf, One Last Wish, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Spoonie Gee, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.

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)