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 Japan and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 La Düsseldorf to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.

All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Peter and Kerry, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Mummies, the Human League, The Cramps, The New Christs, Grey Daturas, Aloha Tigers, Guru Guru, Roger Hodgson, Severed Heads, Pulsallama, Panda Bear, Television Personalities, Frankie Knuckles, The Walker Brothers, Amazonics, Fad Gadget, Brass Construction, UT, Black Sheep, Sight & Sound, Monolake, Qualms, Boredoms, Unwound, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, David McCallum, Rapeman, Connie Case, DNA, Newcleus, Nirvana, Don Cherry, Minnie Riperton, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, X-101, FM Einheit, Model 500, the Slits, Barry Ungar, John Foxx, Dawn Penn, the Association, Avey Tare, Can, The Happenings, Barbara Tucker, Max Romeo, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, cv313, Lightning Bolt, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Zero Boys, K-Klass, Strawberry Alarm Clock, AZ, Rufus Thomas, The Move, Matthew Bourne, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.

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)