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 Ivory Coast and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Amon Düül II to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.

All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

B.T. Express, Jandek, Mad Mike, Bootsy Collins, Country Joe & The Fish, Eurythmics, World's Most, Gabor Szabo, Technova, Little Man, Howard Jones, Amon Düül, Brothers Johnson, Motorama, Skarface, Audionom, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Isaac Hayes, Funkadelic, Gang of Four, Hashim, Talk Talk, Marine Girls, Ken Boothe, China Crisis, AZ, Fluxion, The Index, The Birthday Party, Schoolly D, James Chance & The Contortions, Delta 5, K-Klass, Zero Boys, Black Sheep, Ohio Players, The Pretty Things, The Walker Brothers, X-101, Roxy Music, Traffic Nightmare, Fear, Pet Shop Boys, Man Eating Sloth, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Icehouse, Ultra Naté, John Foxx, The Invisible, The Cosmic Jokers, Electric Prunes, Public Enemy, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Man Parrish, Deadbeat, Mark Hollis, Harry Pussy, Fat Boys, Organ, Vladislav Delay, 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)