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 France and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Slackers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ronan, The Fall, Stockholm Monsters, Saccharine Trust, Negative Approach, Easy Going, The Monochrome Set, Ludus, La Düsseldorf, Matthew Bourne, Sexual Harrassment, The Angels of Light, Hasil Adkins, Isaac Hayes, Mad Mike, Al Stewart, Nation of Ulysses, Crispian St. Peters, The Count Five, The J.B.'s, Roy Ayers, Bill Wells, Minutemen, Cecil Taylor, Anthony Braxton, Peter & Gordon, Rotary Connection, Masters at Work, John Cale, Cameo, Black Flag, Lower 48, Piero Umiliani, Peter and Kerry, Flipper, Gang of Four, The Gladiators, Rosa Yemen, CMW, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, The Seeds, Erykah Badu, Bobbi Humphrey, Boredoms, The Dirtbombs, Lungfish, Mark Hollis, Bobby Hutcherson, the Swans, Nas, U.S. Maple, the Association, Sun Ra, The Techniques, The Remains, Wolf Eyes, The Trojans, Au Pairs, Half Japanese, The Pretty Things, Bobby Byrd, Buzzcocks, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.

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)