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 Bolivia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Minor Threat to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.

All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Liliput, Harmonia, Henry Cow, Television, Amon Düül, Mr. Review, Unwound, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Sonics, Rhythim Is Rhythim, The Fortunes, Absolute Body Control, Isaac Hayes, DeepChord presents Echospace, Carl Craig, Eyeless In Gaza, New York Dolls, Reuben Wilson, Grey Daturas, Joyce Sims, Hardrive, Fatback Band, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Adolescents, Bang On A Can, Vainqueur, Pussy Galore, Audionom, The Move, Deakin, Johnny Clarke, Arab on Radar, Pylon, Todd Terry, Intrusion, D'Angelo, John Coltrane, Khruangbin, Surgeon, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Jerry's Kids, CMW, The Techniques, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Robert Hood, Kerri Chandler, Anthony Braxton, Eric Copeland, The Wake, Gabor Szabo, Black Bananas, Sad Lovers and Giants, Eden Ahbez, Jacob Miller, Lucky Dragons, Donny Hathaway, Sight & Sound, Nation of Ulysses, Kaleidoscope, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)