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 Oman and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the punk 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.

All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Flipper, Vladislav Delay, Duran Duran, Quantec, Shuggie Otis, Colin Newman, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Trojans, Bizarre Inc., Gong, The Pop Group, FM Einheit, Lee Hazlewood, Anthony Braxton, 48th St. Collective, The Motions, Spoonie Gee, Faraquet, Bobbi Humphrey, Ohio Players, Tommy Roe, Marvin Gaye, Television Personalities, Sexual Harrassment, Morten Harket, Moss Icon, The Stooges, Soul Sonic Force, Terry Callier, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Raincoats, Judy Mowatt, David Bowie, Symarip, Ice-T, Gerry Rafferty, Johnny Osbourne, Prince Buster, Bill Near, The Evens, Ten City, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Kool Moe Dee, The Monks, Zapp, The Busters, Godley & Creme, Michelle Simonal, Jeff Lynne, The Last Poets, Echo & the Bunnymen, Graham Central Station, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Al Stewart, Qualms, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nils Olav, Zero Boys, Banda Bassotti, Kas Product, Susan Cadogan, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.

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)