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 Namibia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jacob Miller to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.

All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Deepchord, T. Rex, Yaz, CMW, Archie Shepp, Kaleidoscope, Television, The Sound, Joe Smooth, Ohio Players, Nick Fraelich, Susan Cadogan, Gerry Rafferty, Lebanon Hanover, Colin Newman, Josef K, Freddie Wadling, Japan, Depeche Mode, Magazine, Laurel Aitken, Sugar Minott, Rekid, Faraquet, The Sonics, Drexciya, Ralphi Rosario, Agitation Free, Sonny Sharrock, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Scion, Loose Ends, Negative Approach, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Pierre Henry, Peter and Kerry, Swell Maps, Warren Ellis, The Fire Engines, Slave, Guru Guru, DNA, Wire, Eve St. Jones, New York Dolls, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Sex Pistols, Nico, Rhythm & Sound, Louis and Bebe Barron, Eddi Front, Sixth Finger, Lindisfarne, Lou Reed, Nas, Little Man, Spoonie Gee, Circle Jerks, The Litter, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.

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)