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 Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gang Gang Dance to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.

All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Nico, The Fortunes, Organ, Absolute Body Control, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Music Machine, The Black Dice, Juan Atkins, Subhumans, Delta 5, Jandek, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Royal Family And The Poor, Marshall Jefferson, Eden Ahbez, It's A Beautiful Day, Alton Ellis, Charles Mingus, 10cc, Newcleus, Whodini, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Eyeless In Gaza, Spandau Ballet, Terrestrial Tones, Glenn Branca, Inner City, Roxy Music, Quadrant, Soul Sonic Force, Desert Stars, The Smiths, The Tremeloes, The Gladiators, Althea and Donna, Morten Harket, Stereo Dub, Main Source, ABBA, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Leaves, Man Eating Sloth, Gastr Del Sol, Niagra, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Tomorrow, Drive Like Jehu, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Letta Mbulu, Theoretical Girls, Donald Byrd, Grandmaster Flash, Bobby Sherman, The Slackers, DNA, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Marmalade, Monks, Black Sheep, Bill Near, Kerri Chandler, The Jesus and Mary Chain, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.

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)