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 East Timor and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 Brick to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.

All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Derrick Morgan, Faraquet, Wolf Eyes, Agitation Free, Susan Cadogan, Amon Düül, The Human League, OOIOO, John Cale, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Anthony Braxton, Flash Fearless, A Flock of Seagulls, Massinfluence, Junior Murvin, Donny Hathaway, Sunsets and Hearts, Radiopuhelimet, Deakin, Whodini, Joensuu 1685, Camouflage, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Tim Buckley, Yaz, Godley & Creme, Fifty Foot Hose, Dual Sessions, Radio Birdman, Silicon Teens, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Freddie Wadling, The Blues Magoos, Franke, The Modern Lovers, One Last Wish, Mad Mike, Das Ding, Ultravox, DNA, Be Bop Deluxe, Prince Buster, Aaron Thompson, The Doors, Michelle Simonal, The Mojo Men, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Delta 5, DeepChord presents Echospace, Pharoah Sanders, Grey Daturas, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Ralphi Rosario, MDC, Gastr Del Sol, The Black Dice, Barbara Tucker, The Pretty Things, Sound Behaviour, Grauzone, The Neon Judgement, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.

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)