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 Estonia and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the jazz 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.

All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Aaron Thompson, Barrington Levy, Swell Maps, Tommy Roe, Bizarre Inc., John Lydon, Delon & Dalcan, Echo & the Bunnymen, Charles Mingus, Young Marble Giants, FM Einheit, Tropical Tobacco, Monks, Joy Division, Infiniti, the Bar-Kays, Smog, Make Up, The Saints, The Star Department, The Gap Band, World's Most, Das Ding, The American Breed, Dawn Penn, Sandy B, Gang Starr, Peter and Kerry, Blake Baxter, Al Stewart, Public Image Ltd., Can, Sister Nancy, Youth Brigade, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), T.S.O.L., Fela Kuti, Moby Grape, Radiopuhelimet, The Modern Lovers, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Los Fastidios, Anakelly, Man Parrish, R.M.O., Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Wasted Youth, Mandrill, Crooked Eye, Malaria!, Bill Wells, Fluxion, Bauhaus, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, cv313, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Massinfluence, The Move, Ohio Players, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.

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)