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 Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Ronnie Foster to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.

All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Joe Smooth, 8 Eyed Spy, Aaron Thompson, Don Cherry, Ohio Players, Robert Görl, One Last Wish, Loose Ends, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Deepchord, Glambeats Corp., Sun Ra Arkestra, Hasil Adkins, Tommy Roe, Todd Rundgren, Pharoah Sanders, Warren Ellis, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Cowsills, Traffic Nightmare, Bauhaus, Dave Gahan, The Seeds, Rakim, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Skarface, The Skatalites, Schoolly D, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Technova, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Eric Dolphy, Lightning Bolt, Underground Resistance, David McCallum, Neu!, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Motorama, Yaz, Whodini, Brand Nubian, The Last Poets, Mars, Jesper Dahlbäck, The J.B.'s, Eddi Front, Minnie Riperton, Mission of Burma, Arthur Verocai, New Order, Rites of Spring, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Remains, Mad Mike, Yusef Lateef, Heaven 17, Flash Fearless, Terrestrial Tones, Rapeman, Model 500, Shoche, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.

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)