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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Royal Trux to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.

All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Gregory Isaacs, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, The Cramps, The Toasters, Stockholm Monsters, Accadde A, FM Einheit, Ohio Players, World's Most, Whodini, 8 Eyed Spy, DJ Sneak, Rites of Spring, Trumans Water, Outsiders, kango's stein massive, Organ, Tomorrow, Infiniti, Thompson Twins, Lakeside, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Theoretical Girls, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ralphi Rosario, Ultramagnetic MC's, Absolute Body Control, The Modern Lovers, Electric Prunes, Porter Ricks, Lonnie Liston Smith, Jacob Miller, Bobby Sherman, The Walker Brothers, Jerry's Kids, Jimmy McGriff, Newcleus, Depeche Mode, Adolescents, Wasted Youth, Electric Light Orchestra, Mandrill, The Standells, The United States of America, Soft Cell, Mo-Dettes, Young Marble Giants, DeepChord presents Echospace, Circle Jerks, Stetsasonic, The Birthday Party, Funkadelic, Erasure, Matthew Halsall, Pierre Henry, The Knickerbockers, John Holt, Eric B and Rakim, Pussy Galore, Masters at Work, Lightning Bolt, Pharoah Sanders, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.

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)