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 Bolivia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the funk 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.

All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Porter Ricks, ABC, Aural Exciters, Audionom, The Dirtbombs, The Dave Clark Five, Robert Görl, Todd Rundgren, Marcia Griffiths, Neil Young, Gregory Isaacs, Qualms, Bang On A Can, Swans, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Skriet, Inner City, Ice-T, Clear Light, Junior Murvin, Terrestrial Tones, Lungfish, OOIOO, Sun Ra Arkestra, 8 Eyed Spy, Gastr Del Sol, Ultramagnetic MC's, Scan 7, The Invisible, Fatback Band, Crooked Eye, The Monochrome Set, Brothers Johnson, Severed Heads, The Red Krayola, Television, Adolescents, Sound Behaviour, Flash Fearless, Yaz, The Victims, Man Eating Sloth, Duran Duran, PIL, Charles Mingus, Lower 48, Young Marble Giants, Bronski Beat, Easy Going, Derrick Morgan, The Shadows of Knight, New Age Steppers, Freddie Wadling, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Fear, The Count Five, Oppenheimer Analysis, Sonic Youth, Visage, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.

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)