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 Tanzania and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the sitar 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.

All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Eurythmics, Matthew Halsall, U.S. Maple, Marvin Gaye, LL Cool J, Pharoah Sanders, Slick Rick, The Fire Engines, Jawbox, Magma, Fugazi, The Barracudas, Bobby Womack, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Thompson Twins, Eric Dolphy, Ultra Naté, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Gladiators, R.M.O., The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Doobie Brothers, the Human League, The Chocolate Watch Band, Big Daddy Kane, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Chris & Cosey, Alton Ellis, Erasure, Banda Bassotti, Lightning Bolt, Unrelated Segments, Livin' Joy, The New Christs, Ultramagnetic MC's, Maurizio, Fear, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Spandau Ballet, Deepchord, Archie Shepp, Deadbeat, Monks, Dennis Brown, This Heat, Beasts of Bourbon, Warren Ellis, PIL, The Cramps, The Residents, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Intrusion, The Cosmic Jokers, Peter & Gordon, Television Personalities, Oneida, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, ABC, Gian Franco Pienzio, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.

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)