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 Ukraine and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Vogues to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.

All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Beau Brummels, Mo-Dettes, Joe Smooth, Popol Vuh, Marvin Gaye, cv313, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Eric Dolphy, Monks, Hot Snakes, Bobby Byrd, Country Teasers, DJ Style, Rhythm & Sound, These Immortal Souls, Godley & Creme, PIL, Crash Course in Science, The Misunderstood, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Sexual Harrassment, Jesper Dahlback, Bobby Hutcherson, Alice Coltrane, Boogie Down Productions, Mad Mike, Ronan, Half Japanese, The Monochrome Set, Sugar Minott, Newcleus, Average White Band, Essential Logic, Bobbi Humphrey, Rites of Spring, Adolescents, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Sam Rivers, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Darondo, Q and Not U, Jeff Mills, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Happenings, June Days, Quantec, The Names, Joey Negro, Jacques Brel, Smog, Talk Talk, Chris & Cosey, X-102, Accadde A, Heaven 17, KRS-One, Toni Rubio, Neil Young, Nation of Ulysses, Kango’s Stein Massive, Gang Green, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.

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)