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 Lesotho and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.

All Severed Heads 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Q65, Fat Boys, Trumans Water, Idris Muhammad, Cheater Slicks, The Chocolate Watch Band, Stiv Bators, Camberwell Now, Sunsets and Hearts, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, the Human League, Zero Boys, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gang of Four, The Busters, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, The Smoke, Andrew Hill, The Names, Accadde A, Alphaville, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Sun Ra Arkestra, Agitation Free, Sparks, Aaron Thompson, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, The Alarm Clocks, DNA, Gerry Rafferty, Amon Düül, KRS-One, Quantec, The Fugs, Sex Pistols, Soft Machine, Darondo, Lou Reed & Metallica, Popol Vuh, Agent Orange, The Mummies, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Patti Smith, Derrick Morgan, Dark Day, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Black Pus, the Normal, 8 Eyed Spy, Khruangbin, Kayak, 48th St. Collective, Slave, Tommy Roe, Sight & Sound, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Kevin Saunderson, The Pop Group, Ituana, The Standells, X-101, Jeff Mills, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.

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)