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 South Africa and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.

All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kenny Larkin, Sound Behaviour, Scrapy, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Pantytec, The Birthday Party, the Soft Cell, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Rites of Spring, Arthur Verocai, Rhythm & Sound, The Fall, Jawbox, Ornette Coleman, Jerry's Kids, The Techniques, Ultramagnetic MC's, Swans, Von Mondo, Desert Stars, Procol Harum, Larry & the Blue Notes, Underground Resistance, T.S.O.L., Crooked Eye, Dark Day, The Trojans, Maleditus Sound, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Erykah Badu, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Red Krayola, The Mummies, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Echospace, Organ, David Bowie, The Index, Carl Craig, Jandek, Lakeside, Grey Daturas, The Pop Group, Ultimate Spinach, Andrew Hill, Flash Fearless, Moby Grape, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, New Order, Franke, Stockholm Monsters, Yaz, Cecil Taylor, Ash Ra Tempel, Sun Ra Arkestra, Dennis Brown, The Sonics, Smog, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, The Last Poets, Thee Headcoats, Junior Murvin, The Gap Band, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)