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 Sweden and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lakeside to the techno 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.

All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Cal Tjader, Visage, Technova, Lou Reed, Minny Pops, The Gap Band, The Wake, Susan Cadogan, Pussy Galore, Bob Dylan, Magma, Rekid, The Mummies, Louis and Bebe Barron, Toni Rubio, Scan 7, Icehouse, Maurizio, Soulsonic Force, Delon & Dalcan, Ronnie Foster, Hashim, Camberwell Now, The United States of America, Popol Vuh, the Normal, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Bauhaus, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Kevin Saunderson, Mo-Dettes, The Cowsills, Sex Pistols, Maleditus Sound, Average White Band, Black Sheep, Depeche Mode, Carl Craig, Pantaleimon, Ultra Naté, Gastr Del Sol, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Echo & the Bunnymen, Sister Nancy, Scratch Acid, Brass Construction, The Moody Blues, The Mighty Diamonds, Make Up, Aswad, Neil Young, Suicide, Section 25, 10cc, Eric Copeland, Sonic Youth, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, X-102, Jandek, Tropical Tobacco, Echospace, Nas, Minnie Riperton, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.

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)