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 Malaysia and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James White and The Blacks to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.

All The Five Americans 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 rap 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, Bobby Sherman, Jeff Mills, Mandrill, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Happenings, The Five Americans, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Toasters, Thompson Twins, John Foxx, Smog, MDC, Eric B and Rakim, The Moleskins, Fluxion, Cluster, Minor Threat, Rosa Yemen, Minnie Riperton, Sonny Sharrock, The Wake, Camberwell Now, Urselle, Agent Orange, Sällskapet, Fad Gadget, DeepChord presents Echospace, Harmonia, Byron Stingily, the Bar-Kays, Ultimate Spinach, Rhythim Is Rhythim, FM Einheit, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Gap Band, Warsaw, Whodini, In Retrospect, Boogie Down Productions, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Bizarre Inc., Brand Nubian, Angry Samoans, Black Flag, Silicon Teens, Sam Rivers, Guru Guru, Essential Logic, Delta 5, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Michelle Simonal, Iggy Pop, Crispian St. Peters, Infiniti, Mad Mike, Faraquet, Nils Olav, Porter Ricks, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Davy DMX, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.

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)