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 Lagos.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Liliput to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.

All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '90s.

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 Dual Sessions record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gabor Szabo, Ten City, The Tremeloes, Gang of Four, Leonard Cohen, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, New York Dolls, Shuggie Otis, Porter Ricks, The Monks, Silicon Teens, Darondo, The Barracudas, The Fugs, Lou Reed & John Cale, John Lydon, Joe Smooth, Sight & Sound, Brick, Bauhaus, The Mighty Diamonds, Pantaleimon, The Pop Group, The Grass Roots, Iggy Pop, Ultramagnetic MC's, John Coltrane, Gil Scott Heron, Barrington Levy, the Human League, The Walker Brothers, Eve St. Jones, Rhythm & Sound, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Toasters, Wolf Eyes, Vainqueur, The Martian, Yazoo, Chris & Cosey, The Victims, DJ Style, Bootsy's Rubber Band, DeepChord presents Echospace, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Sisters of Mercy, Underground Resistance, Amon Düül, The Wake, Roy Ayers, Mars, Marshall Jefferson, Lebanon Hanover, Rapeman, Japan, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Durutti Column, David Axelrod, Tomorrow, The Searchers, Yaz, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.

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)