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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deadbeat to the grunge 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.

All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

Eric Dolphy, Gabor Szabo, Kas Product, Simply Red, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Adolescents, Nas, Robert Wyatt, The Gories, T.S.O.L., The Golliwogs, Gerry Rafferty, Scrapy, Sight & Sound, Mary Jane Girls, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Soft Machine, CMW, The Sisters of Mercy, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, London Community Gospel Choir, Franke, Rhythm & Sound, The Skatalites, The Royal Family And The Poor, Skaos, Minnie Riperton, Brick, Country Joe & The Fish, The Birthday Party, Jacques Brel, Shoche, MDC, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Throbbing Gristle, Sunsets and Hearts, Basic Channel, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Lucky Dragons, Robert Görl, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, DNA, The Fugs, China Crisis, Heaven 17, Bang On A Can, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Pylon, a-ha, Eric Copeland, The Busters, Lakeside, Joyce Sims, The Sound, Connie Case, The Fall, The Offenders, DeepChord presents Echospace, Toni Rubio, The Tremeloes, Man Parrish, Groovy Waters, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.

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)