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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Malaria! to the funk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.

All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Public Image Ltd., Lou Christie, MC5, Jacob Miller, Peter & Gordon, Joensuu 1685, Crime, X-101, Section 25, Electric Light Orchestra, kango's stein massive, Johnny Osbourne, Prince Buster, Funky Four + One, UT, Sandy B, Saccharine Trust, the Normal, The Standells, The Monks, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Davy DMX, Infiniti, Motorama, Chris Corsano, Animal Collective, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Sound Behaviour, Country Teasers, The Shadows of Knight, Intrusion, Can, Morten Harket, Pet Shop Boys, Skaos, The Cosmic Jokers, Alton Ellis, Procol Harum, Absolute Body Control, Darondo, Suburban Knight, Dead Boys, Pulsallama, Ronnie Foster, Urselle, Stiv Bators, Jandek, Eyeless In Gaza, Avey Tare, Gregory Isaacs, Scott Walker, Michelle Simonal, Rotary Connection, Chrome, the Human League, Leonard Cohen, The Evens, Lou Reed & John Cale, Easy Going, Mo-Dettes, Harpers Bizarre, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.

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)