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 Jamaica and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Throbbing Gristle to the funk 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.

All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Mars, Quando Quango, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Public Enemy, Popol Vuh, Leonard Cohen, Johnny Clarke, Wolf Eyes, Robert Görl, Tom Boy, Sun Ra, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Warren Ellis, The Index, Model 500, Camberwell Now, Arthur Verocai, Au Pairs, The Techniques, Mantronix, Jimmy McGriff, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Mummies, Joey Negro, Angry Samoans, Intrusion, Skarface, It's A Beautiful Day, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Ossler, The Velvet Underground, Reagan Youth, Liliput, Thee Headcoats, The Pop Group, Blake Baxter, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, MC5, Loose Ends, Surgeon, Lower 48, Massinfluence, KRS-One, Jacob Miller, Crispian St. Peters, The Durutti Column, The Happenings, Rakim, Deepchord, Basic Channel, Man Parrish, Larry & the Blue Notes, John Foxx, The Angels of Light, Drexciya, Talk Talk, The Residents, The Wake, Steve Hackett, the Sonics, Dawn Penn, Albert Ayler, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.

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)