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 Zambia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.

All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Oneida, Flipper, Monolake, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Mantronix, Ornette Coleman, Lonnie Liston Smith, the Association, Scan 7, Jawbox, Soft Cell, Liaisons Dangereuses, The Fugs, Frankie Knuckles, Fifty Foot Hose, Avey Tare, London Community Gospel Choir, Jimmy McGriff, DJ Sneak, Arab on Radar, Eric Copeland, the Sonics, Man Eating Sloth, Tres Demented, Can, K-Klass, Gichy Dan, Bizarre Inc., Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, T. Rex, Basic Channel, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Janne Schatter, Neil Young, Dead Boys, Bang On A Can, Sister Nancy, Clear Light, Deadbeat, Drive Like Jehu, Eric Dolphy, Yusef Lateef, The Associates, Shuggie Otis, The Electric Prunes, Urselle, Gang Green, Faust, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Nas, Second Layer, Boogie Down Productions, Oblivians, Q and Not U, L. Decosne, The Mojo Men, The Doors, Dawn Penn, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Magma, The Blues Magoos, Sly & The Family Stone, The Chocolate Watch Band, Brothers Johnson, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)