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 Gabon and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.

All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Jimmy McGriff, The Litter, Barclay James Harvest, Trumans Water, DeepChord presents Echospace, Duran Duran, Slave, Brass Construction, The Dave Clark Five, Bush Tetras, L. Decosne, Joe Finger, Harpers Bizarre, Bad Manners, Theoretical Girls, Newcleus, The Searchers, Matthew Halsall, Gang Starr, The Blues Magoos, Erykah Badu, Suicide, the Association, Rakim, DNA, Absolute Body Control, Graham Central Station, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Arcadia, The Move, Michelle Simonal, Gang of Four, Soulsonic Force, The Victims, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Minnie Riperton, Boz Scaggs, Oblivians, Chris Corsano, Be Bop Deluxe, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Animal Collective, Mars, Lyres, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Scratch Acid, Lebanon Hanover, The Misunderstood, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Louis and Bebe Barron, Ultra Naté, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Todd Terry, The Cramps, Public Image Ltd., Soul Sonic Force, Black Pus, Fluxion, Supertramp, The Gap Band, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.

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)