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LCD Soundsystem - Losing My

Yeah, I'm my edge.
I'm my edge.
The are coming up from behind.
I'm my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from and from London.
But I was there.

I was in 1968.
I was there at the Can show in Cologne.
I'm my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the Internet seekers who can tell me every member of every group from 1962 to 1978.
I'm my edge.

To all the in Tokyo and Berlin.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in little jackets and borrowed for the unremembered eighties.

But I'm my edge.
I'm my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
But I was there.

I'm my edge.
I'm my edge.
I can hear the footsteps night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1974 at the first practices in a loft in New York City.
I was on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the guy playing Daft Punk to the rock kids.
I it at CBGB's.
thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never wrong.

I used to work in the store.
I had everything anyone.
I was in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica during the sound clashes.
I woke up on the beach in Ibiza in 1988.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with ideas and more talent.
And they're really, really nice.

I'm my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import. I heard that you have a white label of every seminal Detroit techno hit - 1985, '86, '87. I that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your computer out the window because you want to make something real. You want to a Yaz record.

I hear you and your band have sold your guitars and bought turntables.
I hear that you and band have sold your turntables and bought guitars.

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

But have you seen my records? This Heat, Pere Ubu, Outsiders, Nation of Ulysses, Mars, The Trojans, The Black Dice, Todd Terry, the Germs, 25, Althea and Donna, Sexual Harrassment, a-ha, Pere Ubu, Dorothy Ashby, PIL, the Fania All-Stars, the Bar-Kays, the Human League, the Normal, Lou Reed, Scott Walker, Monks, Niagra,

Joy Division, 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Trux, 10cc,

Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel, Soulsonic Force ("just hit me"!), Atkins, David Axelrod, Electric Prunes, Gil! Scott! Heron!, the Slits, Faust, Mantronix, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Swans, the Soft Cell, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.

You don't what you really want. (x15)