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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 Columbus and Glasgow.
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 marimba 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 Kerri Chandler to the disco 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.

All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Blackbyrds, Reagan Youth, Youth Brigade, Icehouse, Spandau Ballet, The Count Five, Erykah Badu, Ossler, Roxy Music, Ten City, Drive Like Jehu, The American Breed, Gang Gang Dance, John Foxx, Rod Modell, Janne Schatter, Gil Scott Heron, The Buckinghams, Skaos, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Soft Machine, Bill Wells, Moss Icon, Monolake, Archie Shepp, MDC, Alphaville, Judy Mowatt, The Human League, Pulsallama, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Nirvana, Banda Bassotti, Franke, Pole, Animal Collective, The Slits, JFA, Mandrill, Eric B and Rakim, Rhythm & Sound, The Smiths, Negative Approach, Infiniti, Ituana, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Fugazi, Henry Cow, Pharoah Sanders, Trumans Water, Maurizio, Unrelated Segments, DeepChord presents Echospace, Laurel Aitken, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Black Pus, Boogie Down Productions, LL Cool J, The Moleskins, Howard Jones, Eurythmics, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.

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)