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 Mozambique and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rap 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.

All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Wake, Matthew Halsall, Nas, The Gap Band, Donny Hathaway, Eli Mardock, Tim Buckley, the Fania All-Stars, Dennis Brown, Nico, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Bob Dylan, DeepChord presents Echospace, Quantec, Motorama, Kenny Larkin, Public Enemy, The Alarm Clocks, The Move, Danielle Patucci, Sonic Youth, Howard Jones, Oppenheimer Analysis, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Standells, Liaisons Dangereuses, Scan 7, The Fugs, New York Dolls, the Human League, Aaron Thompson, Young Marble Giants, Hashim, Vainqueur, Pierre Henry, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Pole, Kerrie Biddell, Mr. Review, The Kinks, Mo-Dettes, Joe Finger, Jeff Mills, Sun City Girls, Excepter, Gian Franco Pienzio, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Erykah Badu, Joy Division, Second Layer, The Raincoats, Eric Dolphy, Iggy Pop, U.S. Maple, Nick Fraelich, Stereo Dub, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, AZ, The Smiths, Gerry Rafferty, Whodini, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.

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)