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 Italy and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Public Enemy to the disco 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.

All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, Arcadia, Electric Light Orchestra, Moss Icon, Con Funk Shun, Slick Rick, Scrapy, Porter Ricks, The Barracudas, Von Mondo, The Zeros, Lungfish, Rotary Connection, Byron Stingily, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, CMW, Robert Wyatt, The Knickerbockers, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, The Searchers, Country Joe & The Fish, Heavy D & The Boyz, Throbbing Gristle, The Smoke, Amon Düül, Marvin Gaye, Deepchord, Robert Hood, Zapp, Gang Green, Fugazi, Fort Wilson Riot, Masters at Work, Faraquet, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Freddie Wadling, Jacob Miller, The Fortunes, It's A Beautiful Day, Agitation Free, Kas Product, Ronan, Kings Of Tomorrow, Severed Heads, Hot Snakes, Unwound, Cluster, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Gregory Isaacs, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Gories, Das Ding, Negative Approach, Index, The Red Krayola, ABBA, The United States of America, Pharoah Sanders, Joey Negro, Dave Gahan, One Last Wish, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.

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)