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 Kyrgyzstan and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the grunge 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.

All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Derrick Morgan, The Happenings, The Motions, The Index, Shoche, Ice-T, PIL, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Outsiders, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Move, Banda Bassotti, Isaac Hayes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Kerri Chandler, Kerrie Biddell, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Ludus, Livin' Joy, Connie Case, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Scratch Acid, The Last Poets, The Royal Family And The Poor, Howard Jones, Zero Boys, Rosa Yemen, Roxette, Derrick May, Sex Pistols, Lalann, Warsaw, Ajijia Myrayebe, Public Enemy, Parry Music, Lucky Dragons, Leonard Cohen, Country Teasers, Alton Ellis, Quadrant, Anakelly, The Pretty Things, Tommy Roe, Accadde A, Gang Starr, Zapp, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Urselle, Jeff Lynne, Echospace, cv313, AZ, Cybotron, Piero Umiliani, The Count Five, Sister Nancy, In Retrospect, The Names, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, James White and The Blacks, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.

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)