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 Austria and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Robert Palmer 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 Bootsy Collins to the jazz 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.

All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Association, X-Ray Spex, Joe Finger, Massinfluence, Marcia Griffiths, Gerry Rafferty, The Wake, Negative Approach, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Amazonics, Minutemen, Sight & Sound, Visage, Metal Thangz, Graham Central Station, Alphaville, Fort Wilson Riot, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, China Crisis, Byron Stingily, Wasted Youth, Mad Mike, Johnny Clarke, John Lydon, Big Daddy Kane, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Gabor Szabo, Robert Görl, Kas Product, The Litter, The Doobie Brothers, Livin' Joy, DeepChord presents Echospace, Tom Boy, Derrick Morgan, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Jeff Lynne, Ornette Coleman, Basic Channel, Scrapy, Marc Almond, The Mighty Diamonds, The Gladiators, The Smoke, Pierre Henry, Hardrive, Flamin' Groovies, Jacques Brel, Soft Cell, The Move, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, the Normal, Alice Coltrane, Brick, Black Moon, R.M.O., Barbara Tucker, June of 44, Joe Smooth, The Moleskins, Laurel Aitken, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.

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)