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 Argentina and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Ludus to the dance 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.

All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Jerry's Kids, Fear, Interpol, Nico, Soulsonic Force, The Offenders, Index, Crooked Eye, Cabaret Voltaire, Roxy Music, Siglo XX, The Sound, Jerry Gold Smith, Stiv Bators, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Simply Red, MDC, Traffic Nightmare, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Amon Düül II, Stockholm Monsters, Heavy D & The Boyz, Echo & the Bunnymen, Yazoo, A Flock of Seagulls, Animal Collective, Oneida, The Leaves, Robert Wyatt, Quando Quango, Big Daddy Kane, Idris Muhammad, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Angels of Light, Can, Black Flag, The Dirtbombs, Yusef Lateef, Stetsasonic, Suburban Knight, Laurel Aitken, Agitation Free, Anthony Braxton, Gastr Del Sol, Saccharine Trust, Public Image Ltd., Nirvana, Minny Pops, Carl Craig, Ultravox, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Sisters of Mercy, Steve Hackett, Lower 48, Donny Hathaway, Gang of Four, Michelle Simonal, Sandy B, Lyres, Rod Modell, Pierre Henry, Babytalk, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.

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)