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 Armenia and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rekid to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.

All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lee Hazlewood, Silicon Teens, The Trojans, Brothers Johnson, Skarface, The Gories, Gang of Four, The Dirtbombs, The Black Dice, Soft Cell, Public Enemy, The Detroit Cobras, Althea and Donna, The Move, Kurtis Blow, Andrew Hill, Crash Course in Science, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Eric Dolphy, The Dave Clark Five, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Fifty Foot Hose, Thompson Twins, Idris Muhammad, Joey Negro, Main Source, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Whodini, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Panda Bear, Sugar Minott, Davy DMX, Yazoo, Public Image Ltd., Alton Ellis, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Severed Heads, Popol Vuh, Black Moon, Cymande, The Blues Magoos, Quadrant, Strawberry Alarm Clock, the Bar-Kays, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Dead C, The Gun Club, 10cc, Max Romeo, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Black Pus, Anakelly, The Mummies, cv313, Kenny Larkin, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Fire Engines, Howard Jones, Carl Craig, Grauzone, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.

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)