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 Gambia and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 ABC to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.

All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Vogues, MDC, DJ Style, Echospace, Sound Behaviour, Joe Smooth, Sandy B, Camberwell Now, 10cc, Cheater Slicks, These Immortal Souls, The Smiths, Dennis Brown, Heaven 17, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, LL Cool J, Country Joe & The Fish, Magazine, Gastr Del Sol, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Minor Threat, Althea and Donna, The Sonics, Al Stewart, Marine Girls, The Techniques, Grey Daturas, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, June of 44, Davy DMX, Alice Coltrane, The Pop Group, David Bowie, Stereo Dub, Vainqueur, Eden Ahbez, Flamin' Groovies, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Funky Four + One, Sugar Minott, Thee Headcoats, Selector Dub Narcotic, The Young Rascals, Kerrie Biddell, The Invisible, World's Most, Sun Ra Arkestra, Bad Manners, Crooked Eye, Marmalade, Ultravox, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Faraquet, Mr. Review, Frankie Knuckles, The Fortunes, Darondo, Flipper, Vladislav Delay, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Velvet Underground, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.

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)