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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Andrew Hill to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.

All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Cramps, Alison Limerick, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Association, Model 500, Qualms, Eurythmics, Stockholm Monsters, Jawbox, Louis and Bebe Barron, Ludus, Interpol, Basic Channel, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, World's Most, David McCallum, Traffic Nightmare, Sun Ra, The Mojo Men, Anakelly, The Detroit Cobras, Alphaville, Pantaleimon, One Last Wish, E-Dancer, Chris & Cosey, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Fifty Foot Hose, Q and Not U, Albert Ayler, Groovy Waters, R.M.O., Camberwell Now, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Amon Düül, The Real Kids, Derrick May, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, The Motions, The Residents, Icehouse, Dark Day, Ronnie Foster, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Franke, Mark Hollis, Cheater Slicks, Von Mondo, Charles Mingus, The Black Dice, Agent Orange, Guru Guru, Nick Fraelich, Sly & The Family Stone, Technova, Echospace, Scratch Acid, AZ, The Cowsills, Aural Exciters, The Skatalites, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.

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)