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 Austria and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Zero Boys 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.

All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, The Doobie Brothers, Lou Reed & Metallica, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Half Japanese, The Happenings, Bob Dylan, The Invisible, Sister Nancy, Max Romeo, The Last Poets, Throbbing Gristle, Brass Construction, Franke, Parry Music, Panda Bear, Adolescents, Pharoah Sanders, Ituana, Unwound, Erasure, Jeru the Damaja, Wasted Youth, Ponytail, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Scott Walker, The Moody Blues, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Black Flag, Electric Light Orchestra, Judy Mowatt, Underground Resistance, Marcia Griffiths, MC5, Delta 5, Marshall Jefferson, Pierre Henry, ABBA, The Mojo Men, LL Cool J, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Reuben Wilson, Patti Smith, the Human League, Camouflage, Vainqueur, Trumans Water, Louis and Bebe Barron, Ronan, Au Pairs, Nick Fraelich, Skaos, Guru Guru, Suicide, Roxette, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Harry Pussy, The Alarm Clocks, Fat Boys, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.

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)