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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stiv Bators to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.

All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yazoo, Sonic Youth, Black Sheep, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Zeros, The Detroit Cobras, Dawn Penn, Newcleus, Mr. Review, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Dave Clark Five, Subhumans, The Gories, Silicon Teens, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Beasts of Bourbon, Todd Rundgren, The Star Department, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Danielle Patucci, Aswad, Fat Boys, Bill Wells, Lalann, Terry Callier, Be Bop Deluxe, Black Moon, Brothers Johnson, Letta Mbulu, Aloha Tigers, Flash Fearless, Brand Nubian, Bang On A Can, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Sandy B, Ken Boothe, Agent Orange, Dual Sessions, Man Eating Sloth, Adolescents, DNA, Wasted Youth, Magma, Desert Stars, Eric Dolphy, Liliput, Lou Reed & Metallica, Bob Dylan, D'Angelo, Blake Baxter, Leonard Cohen, Alison Limerick, Make Up, The Gap Band, Mark Hollis, New Age Steppers, ABC, DeepChord presents Echospace, Drexciya, Radio Birdman, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, World's Most, 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)