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 Costa Rica and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Schoolly D to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.

All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Theoretical Girls, Whodini, Brass Construction, Shoche, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Sun Ra, PIL, Scan 7, DeepChord presents Echospace, Robert Hood, Dawn Penn, Donald Byrd, Flipper, Kings Of Tomorrow, Suburban Knight, R.M.O., Groovy Waters, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Soft Cell, Roxy Music, Sun City Girls, Silicon Teens, Masters at Work, Be Bop Deluxe, The Human League, China Crisis, Negative Approach, Beasts of Bourbon, Cameo, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Audionom, The Leaves, Josef K, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Jawbox, The Black Dice, Funky Four + One, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Blake Baxter, The Associates, T.S.O.L., Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Kevin Saunderson, Bobbi Humphrey, Jesper Dahlbäck, Alton Ellis, Howard Jones, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Mars, The Litter, The Sisters of Mercy, Prince Buster, Yaz, The Cosmic Jokers, Agent Orange, Crooked Eye, Buzzcocks, the Sonics, Marc Almond, The Neon Judgement, Kaleidoscope, CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.

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)