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 Micronesia and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Circle Jerks to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.

All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Jimmy McGriff, Heavy D & The Boyz, Agitation Free, The Buckinghams, Girls At Our Best!, Sexual Harrassment, kango's stein massive, Bootsy Collins, Charles Mingus, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Mary Jane Girls, The United States of America, Gang Green, FM Einheit, Dennis Brown, Cheater Slicks, The Tremeloes, Jawbox, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Bobby Womack, DeepChord presents Echospace, Grandmaster Flash, Louis and Bebe Barron, June Days, Quantec, Black Bananas, Sparks, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Tropical Tobacco, The Zeros, Clear Light, Gregory Isaacs, Rekid, H. Thieme, Mars, Todd Terry, Gang Gang Dance, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Techniques, Los Fastidios, The Pop Group, New Age Steppers, Popol Vuh, Lou Reed & John Cale, Radiopuhelimet, Young Marble Giants, The Mighty Diamonds, Bob Dylan, Deakin, Moebius, Public Image Ltd., Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Ronnie Foster, JFA, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Moody Blues, Nik Kershaw, La Düsseldorf, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.

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)