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 Congo and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 Japan to the rap 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.

All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Association, Television Personalities, Bobbi Humphrey, Dark Day, Drexciya, Reuben Wilson, Nick Fraelich, Arab on Radar, Ludus, Schoolly D, Arcadia, Underground Resistance, Dead Boys, Isaac Hayes, Sällskapet, Lucky Dragons, Wire, DJ Style, The Happenings, Altered Images, Traffic Nightmare, Average White Band, Monks, Mantronix, Joey Negro, Reagan Youth, Electric Light Orchestra, Gregory Isaacs, Bob Dylan, the Bar-Kays, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Quando Quango, Echospace, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Chris Corsano, the Germs, Marmalade, Camberwell Now, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Sound, Sunsets and Hearts, Spoonie Gee, The Kinks, kango's stein massive, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Japan, Bill Near, Bobby Womack, Ice-T, Mark Hollis, Lower 48, 10cc, Letta Mbulu, Kerri Chandler, Gichy Dan, Mars, Joy Division, Cluster, Cameo, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.

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)