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 Tonga and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Magazine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.

All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set 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?

Jeff Mills, DeepChord presents Echospace, MDC, the Human League, Eli Mardock, Excepter, Can, Andrew Hill, The Happenings, Stetsasonic, Infiniti, Inner City, Scott Walker, Sun Ra Arkestra, Lucky Dragons, Matthew Halsall, Derrick Morgan, Grandmaster Flash, The Selecter, Surgeon, B.T. Express, Index, Chris & Cosey, New York Dolls, Marshall Jefferson, X-102, Eden Ahbez, Warsaw, Lebanon Hanover, kango's stein massive, The Offenders, Tom Boy, Minor Threat, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Bang on a Can All-Stars, D'Angelo, Pagans, The J.B.'s, Freddie Wadling, Deadbeat, Black Sheep, John Holt, Jacob Miller, Newcleus, Half Japanese, Lakeside, Robert Wyatt, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Angels of Light, Suburban Knight, Nation of Ulysses, JFA, Aloha Tigers, Section 25, Scientists, Soul II Soul, Mandrill, Fad Gadget, 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)