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 Lithuania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ossler to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.

All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Alton Ellis, The Pretty Things, Barclay James Harvest, Heaven 17, The Velvet Underground, Von Mondo, The Mighty Diamonds, Eric Copeland, Electric Light Orchestra, Quantec, kango's stein massive, Adolescents, The Dead C, Ronnie Foster, John Lydon, MC5, Dave Gahan, Second Layer, Underground Resistance, Todd Rundgren, The Real Kids, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Rosa Yemen, The Moody Blues, Louis and Bebe Barron, Los Fastidios, Outsiders, Piero Umiliani, the Sonics, Public Enemy, Roy Ayers, Isaac Hayes, Oblivians, Hardrive, Roxette, the Bar-Kays, World's Most, CMW, Average White Band, Main Source, Jeff Lynne, Bill Near, Sad Lovers and Giants, Lucky Dragons, Altered Images, The Cosmic Jokers, The Raincoats, F. McDonald, Gastr Del Sol, the Soft Cell, Warsaw, Boogie Down Productions, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Chris & Cosey, Derrick Morgan, Animal Collective, Matthew Halsall, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.

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)