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 Nicaragua and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Massinfluence to the rap 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.

All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Invisible, LL Cool J, Public Image Ltd., DJ Sneak, The Moleskins, Johnny Osbourne, Skaos, Animal Collective, Sonny Sharrock, the Human League, Kenny Larkin, Mantronix, The Durutti Column, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Nation of Ulysses, Schoolly D, Roxy Music, Spoonie Gee, the Slits, Robert Wyatt, Eyeless In Gaza, Pole, Sonic Youth, Lebanon Hanover, Drexciya, Talk Talk, Gerry Rafferty, Quando Quango, CMW, Cal Tjader, Black Pus, The Smoke, Sarah Menescal, Loose Ends, Desert Stars, 48th St. Collective, Make Up, Easy Going, David Bowie, the Normal, ABC, Jacques Brel, Slick Rick, Black Sheep, These Immortal Souls, Ultravox, Aloha Tigers, Agent Orange, Terry Callier, Gang of Four, The Move, Sister Nancy, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Slackers, EPMD, MC5, Shuggie Otis, Porter Ricks, H. Thieme, Colin Newman, The Five Americans, Magazine, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.

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)