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 Ireland and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tomorrow to the rock 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.

All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Flash Fearless, The Detroit Cobras, Pierre Henry, Lungfish, the Human League, Metal Thangz, Loose Ends, The Happenings, Barbara Tucker, Eric Dolphy, Eyeless In Gaza, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Seeds, Tears for Fears, Gregory Isaacs, X-Ray Spex, Nick Fraelich, Popol Vuh, Delta 5, Cybotron, Hoover, Hashim, X-101, Alton Ellis, Pylon, Liaisons Dangereuses, Todd Rundgren, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, James Chance & The Contortions, Alison Limerick, Quantec, E-Dancer, The Smoke, Technova, Glambeats Corp., Rekid, Gian Franco Pienzio, Brass Construction, Brand Nubian, Jerry's Kids, The Alarm Clocks, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Lou Reed, Cymande, Marcia Griffiths, Zapp, DeepChord presents Echospace, Pere Ubu, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Arab on Radar, Sarah Menescal, Tim Buckley, DJ Sneak, Anakelly, John Holt, Drive Like Jehu, John Foxx, H. Thieme, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Be Bop Deluxe, Kevin Saunderson, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.

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)