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 Kenya and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 MC5 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.

All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Junior Murvin, The Birthday Party, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Anakelly, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Lonnie Liston Smith, Bush Tetras, Ohio Players, Davy DMX, Cybotron, Bobbi Humphrey, John Cale, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Wolf Eyes, Porter Ricks, Bizarre Inc., Lou Reed, Prince Buster, The Names, Rhythm & Sound, Infiniti, Toni Rubio, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Kaleidoscope, Nas, Dave Gahan, Anthony Braxton, Bronski Beat, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Ten City, Masters at Work, Charles Mingus, UT, Bobby Hutcherson, The Move, Nirvana, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Underground Resistance, Rites of Spring, Johnny Osbourne, Kenny Larkin, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Mummies, Maleditus Sound, Stockholm Monsters, Tommy Roe, The Sonics, Cameo, Outsiders, 48th St. Collective, Dark Day, cv313, Soul Sonic Force, Excepter, The Motions, Main Source, Talk Talk, Blancmange, Fear, K-Klass, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.

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)