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 Chile and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Pop Group to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.

All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Radiohead, The Dead C, Joy Division, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Larry & the Blue Notes, the Bar-Kays, David Bowie, The Slits, Erasure, Graham Central Station, Neil Young, Icehouse, Glambeats Corp., Surgeon, Qualms, Aural Exciters, Brand Nubian, Yazoo, Isaac Hayes, Michelle Simonal, Harmonia, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Parry Music, Jeru the Damaja, Eric Dolphy, E-Dancer, Fort Wilson Riot, Depeche Mode, Chrome, Tommy Roe, Yusef Lateef, Idris Muhammad, Minnie Riperton, Y Pants, Gichy Dan, The Human League, Mo-Dettes, Heaven 17, The Dirtbombs, Kaleidoscope, Banda Bassotti, The Count Five, Ponytail, Mars, Altered Images, Loose Ends, Barry Ungar, The Names, Ronnie Foster, Wire, Electric Light Orchestra, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, PIL, Technova, U.S. Maple, Godley & Creme, Boogie Down Productions, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Archie Shepp, R.M.O., Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.

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)