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 Norway and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Patti Smith to the grunge 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.

All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Ohio Players, E-Dancer, Man Eating Sloth, LL Cool J, The Tremeloes, Lonnie Liston Smith, Audionom, The Kinks, David Axelrod, Pharoah Sanders, Lou Reed & Metallica, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Jimmy McGriff, Von Mondo, Cecil Taylor, Eric Copeland, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Oneida, Chris & Cosey, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lou Reed & John Cale, Prince Buster, K-Klass, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Soul II Soul, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Louis and Bebe Barron, John Foxx, John Lydon, Thompson Twins, The Durutti Column, Joe Finger, Susan Cadogan, Isaac Hayes, Erykah Badu, Aaron Thompson, Hot Snakes, Soulsonic Force, Neil Young, Schoolly D, Eric B and Rakim, Electric Light Orchestra, Tubeway Army, The Leaves, Scrapy, 48th St. Collective, Iggy Pop, The Knickerbockers, Donny Hathaway, Danielle Patucci, Radiohead, Babytalk, The New Christs, Qualms, Joey Negro, Ken Boothe, Royal Trux, Swans, Grey Daturas, Stetsasonic, Cameo, Maleditus Sound, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)