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 Tunisia and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the dance 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.

All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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?

Eric B and Rakim, Scion, Camberwell Now, The Gap Band, Eric Dolphy, The Associates, Colin Newman, X-Ray Spex, Fifty Foot Hose, Heaven 17, The Golliwogs, June Days, Funkadelic, Charles Mingus, Connie Case, One Last Wish, Sonic Youth, Spoonie Gee, The Sonics, Severed Heads, The Dave Clark Five, Sparks, Q65, Y Pants, Donald Byrd, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Duran Duran, Moebius, Stiv Bators, Swans, Toni Rubio, Crooked Eye, Boogie Down Productions, Andrew Hill, Lightning Bolt, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Public Enemy, The Move, The Knickerbockers, Anakelly, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Dual Sessions, Joyce Sims, CMW, The Selecter, Chrome, The Remains, Be Bop Deluxe, B.T. Express, Heavy D & The Boyz, Niagra, Pole, Sex Pistols, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Chris Corsano, Fat Boys, Man Parrish, Little Man, The Invisible, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.

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)