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 Seychelles and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the punk 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.

All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Joy Division, Aaron Thompson, Barrington Levy, Kool Moe Dee, Chris & Cosey, Sparks, Inner City, Youth Brigade, New Age Steppers, Pagans, The Evens, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Letta Mbulu, China Crisis, Bizarre Inc., Ultimate Spinach, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Selector Dub Narcotic, Nation of Ulysses, LL Cool J, the Sonics, Rufus Thomas, Boogie Down Productions, Prince Buster, Tropical Tobacco, Joyce Sims, Basic Channel, Moss Icon, This Heat, Wings, Skaos, Nick Fraelich, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Sandy B, The Gap Band, Sunsets and Hearts, Terry Callier, Subhumans, Larry & the Blue Notes, Alice Coltrane, David Bowie, Underground Resistance, Ossler, Josef K, Gang of Four, Tim Buckley, The Remains, Freddie Wadling, Quantec, The Monochrome Set, Gang Gang Dance, Crispian St. Peters, 10cc, Sugar Minott, Theoretical Girls, Icehouse, Niagra, Darondo, UT, Tears for Fears, The Knickerbockers, The Smiths, The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.

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)