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 Slovenia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Au Pairs to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.

All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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 Moss Icon record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Grey Daturas, The United States of America, Kevin Saunderson, Delta 5, Talk Talk, The Buckinghams, Dark Day, Roy Ayers, Throbbing Gristle, Urselle, Aswad, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Pharoah Sanders, Television, Gabor Szabo, Ludus, the Germs, Dave Gahan, A Flock of Seagulls, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, K-Klass, AZ, Arthur Verocai, Darondo, Ice-T, Boogie Down Productions, Angry Samoans, Kerri Chandler, Danielle Patucci, The Golliwogs, Tears for Fears, Lou Reed, Niagra, Drexciya, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Rekid, Ornette Coleman, Zapp, Fugazi, Ultra Naté, Suburban Knight, Terry Callier, Avey Tare, Essential Logic, DJ Style, The Invisible, Camberwell Now, DeepChord presents Echospace, John Cale, Sad Lovers and Giants, Excepter, The Cramps, Gregory Isaacs, Jandek, Ajijia Myrayebe, Jacob Miller, The Shadows of Knight, Liaisons Dangereuses, Sällskapet, Alphaville, Chris Corsano, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.

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)