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 Syria and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the jazz 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.

All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gang of Four, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, OOIOO, Selector Dub Narcotic, Ajijia Myrayebe, Babytalk, Tres Demented, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Drive Like Jehu, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Fatback Band, Stetsasonic, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Nick Fraelich, Johnny Osbourne, Susan Cadogan, Blake Baxter, Donny Hathaway, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Derrick Morgan, Soft Cell, Masters at Work, The Fortunes, Warren Ellis, Funky Four + One, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Quadrant, Royal Trux, MDC, John Holt, John Foxx, Rosa Yemen, Nirvana, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ornette Coleman, The Tremeloes, Brick, Bad Manners, Louis and Bebe Barron, Outsiders, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Grass Roots, Section 25, Thompson Twins, Tom Boy, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Darondo, June Days, The Mummies, The J.B.'s, Nico, Oblivians, Soul II Soul, Dual Sessions, The Neon Judgement, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Lyres, Siglo XX, Groovy Waters, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.

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)