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 Croatia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Girls At Our Best! to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.

All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Donny Hathaway, UT, Mr. Review, Tears for Fears, The Durutti Column, Derrick May, kango's stein massive, Excepter, Ultimate Spinach, Ohio Players, Chrome, Derrick Morgan, the Bar-Kays, Barrington Levy, Colin Newman, Jandek, Marmalade, The Sonics, D'Angelo, Aloha Tigers, Pulsallama, Au Pairs, The Birthday Party, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Reagan Youth, Yusef Lateef, DJ Sneak, Lebanon Hanover, Radio Birdman, The Residents, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Lakeside, Girls At Our Best!, Goldenarms, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Rufus Thomas, New Age Steppers, Second Layer, Neu!, Black Pus, Minnie Riperton, Newcleus, James Chance & The Contortions, The Beau Brummels, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Move, Panda Bear, Bobby Hutcherson, World's Most, The Fugs, Bill Near, Animal Collective, These Immortal Souls, The Monochrome Set, Joy Division, Delta 5, Country Teasers, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Marc Almond, Lou Reed & John Cale, John Cale, Basic Channel, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.

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)