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 Niger and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Fatback Band to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.

All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Zeros, Gichy Dan, The Young Rascals, Radio Birdman, Danielle Patucci, Groovy Waters, Soft Machine, Pylon, Fluxion, The Raincoats, Donny Hathaway, Jacob Miller, Nation of Ulysses, Pharoah Sanders, Magma, Kool Moe Dee, Todd Terry, James Chance & The Contortions, Sunsets and Hearts, Bobbi Humphrey, The Vogues, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Theoretical Girls, Duran Duran, Kango’s Stein Massive, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Mummies, Wings, Mantronix, Sly & The Family Stone, The Techniques, Radiohead, The Sisters of Mercy, Easy Going, The Victims, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Martian, The Knickerbockers, Hasil Adkins, The Neon Judgement, DeepChord presents Echospace, Yellowson, Graham Central Station, L. Decosne, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Fire Engines, Gerry Rafferty, The Misunderstood, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Warsaw, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Walker Brothers, The Blackbyrds, Glenn Branca, The Litter, Guru Guru, The Sonics, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Babytalk, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.

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)