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 France and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Man Parrish to the techno 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.

All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

James White and The Blacks, Average White Band, Brick, The Royal Family And The Poor, Franke, The Cowsills, Godley & Creme, Circle Jerks, Slave, Junior Murvin, Rapeman, Visage, Gang Green, The Mighty Diamonds, The Grass Roots, The Smoke, Underground Resistance, Marmalade, Curtis Mayfield, Newcleus, Hasil Adkins, the Association, Cheater Slicks, Drive Like Jehu, Eyeless In Gaza, Television Personalities, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Durutti Column, Animal Collective, Leonard Cohen, Erykah Badu, Bobby Hutcherson, The Slits, The Shadows of Knight, The Pop Group, The Motions, Erasure, Basic Channel, Tommy Roe, The Victims, D'Angelo, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Lee Hazlewood, kango's stein massive, The Dave Clark Five, The Divine Comedy, Cal Tjader, Jacob Miller, Joy Division, The Young Rascals, Joe Finger, Zapp, Boredoms, Sonic Youth, Ponytail, Mandrill, World's Most, The Count Five, Tomorrow, Boz Scaggs, Suicide, Reuben Wilson, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.

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)