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 Maldives and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro 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 Roger Hodgson to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.

All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Black Sheep, Robert Görl, Nik Kershaw, Gang Gang Dance, Pagans, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Black Dice, Marine Girls, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Jawbox, The Misunderstood, Black Pus, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Fire Engines, Archie Shepp, Reagan Youth, Kings Of Tomorrow, David McCallum, Surgeon, Slave, Bang On A Can, 48th St. Collective, Monolake, Fela Kuti, Godley & Creme, Aaron Thompson, The Mojo Men, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Maurizio, Morten Harket, The Wake, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ken Boothe, Hashim, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Monks, The Cramps, Idris Muhammad, Eric Copeland, Danielle Patucci, Massinfluence, The Velvet Underground, the Normal, The Selecter, Lalann, The Gap Band, The J.B.'s, Au Pairs, It's A Beautiful Day, Delta 5, Masters at Work, Bob Dylan, Blake Baxter, Accadde A, Lakeside, The Gories, Youth Brigade, Thompson Twins, One Last Wish, the Sonics, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.

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)