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 Ukraine and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rakim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.

All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Minor Threat, Mary Jane Girls, Shoche, CMW, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Jesper Dahlback, The Raincoats, Kas Product, Bush Tetras, Mars, Barrington Levy, Ituana, The Sisters of Mercy, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Soul Sonic Force, Todd Rundgren, Barbara Tucker, Camouflage, Avey Tare, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Roxy Music, Charles Mingus, Tim Buckley, Steve Hackett, Joey Negro, the Soft Cell, Pharoah Sanders, Mo-Dettes, Radiopuhelimet, Spoonie Gee, Marmalade, The Sound, Anthony Braxton, Parry Music, Black Flag, Lou Christie, Eurythmics, Liliput, Al Stewart, Ash Ra Tempel, 10cc, Fugazi, the Fania All-Stars, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Moebius, Sex Pistols, Rotary Connection, Louis and Bebe Barron, Warren Ellis, The Moody Blues, Cluster, The Busters, Roy Ayers, D'Angelo, Little Man, Kool Moe Dee, Maleditus Sound, Pierre Henry, Ajijia Myrayebe, One Last Wish, Banda Bassotti, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.

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)