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 Kuwait and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Moody Blues to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.

All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Jesus and Mary Chain, Jimmy McGriff, Sun Ra, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Techniques, The Star Department, Whodini, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Radiohead, The Names, Siglo XX, Sun Ra Arkestra, MDC, Piero Umiliani, the Fania All-Stars, Severed Heads, Leonard Cohen, Soulsonic Force, Andrew Hill, The Fugs, Delta 5, Pharoah Sanders, Soul II Soul, Duran Duran, Joey Negro, Fear, The Royal Family And The Poor, Vladislav Delay, The Happenings, Tim Buckley, Infiniti, The Moody Blues, Barry Ungar, The Dead C, The Standells, Bizarre Inc., Echo & the Bunnymen, Junior Murvin, This Heat, The Monochrome Set, Gastr Del Sol, H. Thieme, Porter Ricks, Liaisons Dangereuses, Audionom, DNA, Roxy Music, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Lakeside, Bob Dylan, The Monks, Soul Sonic Force, Country Joe & The Fish, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Robert Görl, Jesper Dahlback, Darondo, Reuben Wilson, Moebius, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, X-101, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).

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)