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 Kosovo and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Kayak to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.

All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Drexciya, Dead Boys, Sparks, Rufus Thomas, Morten Harket, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Echospace, U.S. Maple, Bill Wells, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Mo-Dettes, Bizarre Inc., Roxy Music, Cymande, Animal Collective, Siglo XX, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Suicide, Yazoo, Jandek, Crime, The Busters, The American Breed, Flipper, David Axelrod, Pylon, Soul Sonic Force, Pagans, The New Christs, Terry Callier, Swell Maps, Y Pants, Buzzcocks, Sam Rivers, Mr. Review, Brothers Johnson, Lou Reed & John Cale, Eden Ahbez, Cal Tjader, Adolescents, The Gories, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Spoonie Gee, Bobby Sherman, The Selecter, The Human League, Deepchord, T.S.O.L., Alice Coltrane, Warsaw, Sixth Finger, Gichy Dan, Model 500, The Count Five, Ultravox, Interpol, F. McDonald, MC5, Godley & Creme, Patti Smith, The Skatalites, Girls At Our Best!, cv313, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.

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)