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 Yemen and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.

All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bill Near, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Rod Modell, This Heat, Mr. Review, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Flash Fearless, Funky Four + One, Guru Guru, Sixth Finger, The Durutti Column, Babytalk, Boz Scaggs, Sister Nancy, Brick, Minnie Riperton, Bluetip, The American Breed, Roxette, The Invisible, DNA, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Hoover, Dorothy Ashby, Gian Franco Pienzio, Grandmaster Flash, Gabor Szabo, China Crisis, PIL, Slick Rick, The Slits, Desert Stars, The Velvet Underground, Unwound, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Neu!, Steve Hackett, John Coltrane, Stetsasonic, Carl Craig, Godley & Creme, Crash Course in Science, The Trojans, Pagans, Brass Construction, Quantec, Loose Ends, Peter & Gordon, New Order, Black Sheep, Rosa Yemen, A Certain Ratio, Second Layer, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Quadrant, Hardrive, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Joyce Sims, Don Cherry, Hashim, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.

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)