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 Kenya and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Gories to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.

All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Soulsonic Force, Half Japanese, Byron Stingily, The New Christs, Bobby Sherman, Amon Düül, Silicon Teens, The Martian, Leonard Cohen, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sonic Youth, Das Ding, Flash Fearless, Ponytail, Marc Almond, Ohio Players, The Moleskins, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Dave Gahan, World's Most, Kaleidoscope, Mark Hollis, The Star Department, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, DNA, Arcadia, Colin Newman, 48th St. Collective, Nico, Los Fastidios, The Gap Band, Black Pus, Jawbox, Harpers Bizarre, The Happenings, The Smoke, FM Einheit, The Buckinghams, These Immortal Souls, Soul Sonic Force, Anakelly, Man Eating Sloth, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, China Crisis, Nick Fraelich, Be Bop Deluxe, The Pop Group, Technova, Mr. Review, Reuben Wilson, Sam Rivers, MDC, Jeff Lynne, Unrelated Segments, Country Joe & The Fish, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Marvin Gaye, The Cowsills, Rotary Connection, Michelle Simonal, Eve St. Jones, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.

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)