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 Ghana and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Minny Pops to the punk 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.

All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Ash Ra Tempel, Brothers Johnson, John Foxx, DeepChord presents Echospace, Desert Stars, Warren Ellis, Funky Four + One, Monks, E-Dancer, Sarah Menescal, Slave, The Happenings, Japan, AZ, A Flock of Seagulls, Unrelated Segments, Dead Boys, Pierre Henry, Colin Newman, Lee Hazlewood, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Roger Hodgson, David McCallum, Von Mondo, Jesper Dahlback, The Misunderstood, The Buckinghams, The Black Dice, Chris Corsano, The Fortunes, EPMD, Symarip, Angry Samoans, Boogie Down Productions, Erasure, Pussy Galore, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Moleskins, The Flesh Eaters, Ornette Coleman, Fort Wilson Riot, Public Enemy, Lou Reed & Metallica, Yusef Lateef, Bobby Byrd, Fugazi, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Shoche, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Detroit Cobras, Kas Product, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Invisible, Outsiders, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Busters, FM Einheit, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.

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)