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 Netherlands and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Isaac Hayes to the crunk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.

All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 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?

Funkadelic, The Red Krayola, The Mummies, Pere Ubu, Avey Tare, Skarface, X-Ray Spex, Malaria!, Loose Ends, the Slits, Technova, Colin Newman, Yellowson, Infiniti, K-Klass, Neu!, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Unrelated Segments, Rites of Spring, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Skaos, Rhythm & Sound, Cameo, Anthony Braxton, Japan, Massinfluence, Louis and Bebe Barron, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Pantytec, The Barracudas, Matthew Halsall, Frankie Knuckles, Ice-T, Rotary Connection, Panda Bear, In Retrospect, Traffic Nightmare, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Stiv Bators, The Selecter, Mark Hollis, Silicon Teens, Bob Dylan, Wire, The Toasters, Pierre Henry, Arcadia, The Cure, Jeff Mills, Kings Of Tomorrow, Mad Mike, Average White Band, The J.B.'s, F. McDonald, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nas, Desert Stars, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.

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)