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 Finland and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 UT to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.

All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche 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?

Derrick Morgan, Jeff Lynne, Fifty Foot Hose, Hardrive, Groovy Waters, Sly & The Family Stone, John Cale, Byron Stingily, Drexciya, Smog, The Royal Family And The Poor, Eric Copeland, Absolute Body Control, Alton Ellis, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Crispy Ambulance, Mary Jane Girls, The Pretty Things, The Golliwogs, Underground Resistance, Ash Ra Tempel, James White and The Blacks, Stereo Dub, Bush Tetras, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Boogie Down Productions, Hashim, Terrestrial Tones, Soul II Soul, the Germs, ABBA, Cymande, FM Einheit, Funky Four + One, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Tres Demented, The Sound, Brass Construction, Moebius, The Fugs, Jeru the Damaja, DeepChord presents Echospace, U.S. Maple, The Zeros, Eli Mardock, Jawbox, Bronski Beat, The Mighty Diamonds, Dorothy Ashby, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Scott Walker, Pole, Reuben Wilson, The Angels of Light, Gang of Four, The Doors, Little Man, Janne Schatter, June of 44, R.M.O., The Electric Prunes, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.

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)