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 Singapore and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Soul II Soul to the electroclash 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.

All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Los Fastidios, Lungfish, Shuggie Otis, Piero Umiliani, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Count Five, Television, Inner City, Don Cherry, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, JFA, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, DNA, Lightning Bolt, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Davy DMX, Nico, Suburban Knight, These Immortal Souls, Tres Demented, Thompson Twins, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Cowsills, Robert Wyatt, Dark Day, Terry Callier, Niagra, Sixth Finger, Lou Reed & Metallica, Harpers Bizarre, Anthony Braxton, Cameo, Bootsy Collins, Essential Logic, The Smoke, Roxy Music, David Axelrod, Soft Cell, the Fania All-Stars, Delta 5, Ken Boothe, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Evens, Depeche Mode, Easy Going, Jacob Miller, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Lonnie Liston Smith, Bobby Hutcherson, Masters at Work, The Slits, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Idris Muhammad, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Moody Blues, Basic Channel, Technova, The Monochrome Set, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.

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)