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 Canada and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Associates to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.

All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Matthew Halsall, Amazonics, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Lakeside, Pantytec, Marcia Griffiths, Visage, MDC, The Leaves, Ice-T, Loose Ends, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Subhumans, Soul Sonic Force, a-ha, Wings, Ultravox, Magazine, The Pop Group, ABBA, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Slave, Louis and Bebe Barron, DeepChord presents Echospace, Schoolly D, Mars, The Remains, Roger Hodgson, Unrelated Segments, Bush Tetras, Sun City Girls, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Josef K, Supertramp, The Mojo Men, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Neu!, Suburban Knight, Jawbox, Sällskapet, Tres Demented, Nas, Danielle Patucci, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Bobby Hutcherson, OOIOO, Susan Cadogan, Bill Near, Second Layer, Bootsy Collins, Eric Dolphy, Eyeless In Gaza, The Gap Band, John Cale, Audionom, Parry Music, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Cymande, Kevin Saunderson, The Doors, World's Most, Boogie Down Productions, Aural Exciters, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.

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)