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 Congo and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
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 Excepter to the punk 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Boogie Down Productions, Guru Guru, 48th St. Collective, Bill Near, Bizarre Inc., Khruangbin, Cecil Taylor, F. McDonald, The Detroit Cobras, The Dead C, Fort Wilson Riot, New York Dolls, AZ, Gang Gang Dance, Cluster, Crooked Eye, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Neon Judgement, Public Image Ltd., The Monochrome Set, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Gichy Dan, Alice Coltrane, Soul Sonic Force, Liaisons Dangereuses, Avey Tare, Mark Hollis, Depeche Mode, Joey Negro, Albert Ayler, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Warren Ellis, Echo & the Bunnymen, Scientists, the Fania All-Stars, Infiniti, Jawbox, Section 25, Shoche, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Lebanon Hanover, Thee Headcoats, the Slits, Soft Machine, Nation of Ulysses, The Barracudas, Tim Buckley, Josef K, Dave Gahan, Minor Threat, Mo-Dettes, Robert Wyatt, Underground Resistance, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Slits, KRS-One, Livin' Joy, Alton Ellis, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.

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)