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 Seychelles and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Underground Resistance to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.

All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

One Last Wish, Barbara Tucker, Gastr Del Sol, Man Parrish, the Sonics, David Axelrod, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Eric Copeland, Easy Going, The Buckinghams, Ponytail, Roxy Music, Little Man, Glambeats Corp., Radiohead, Joensuu 1685, Alton Ellis, a-ha, Joe Smooth, Alison Limerick, Grey Daturas, The Cowsills, Panda Bear, Lightning Bolt, The Monks, Graham Central Station, Fifty Foot Hose, Steve Hackett, Theoretical Girls, Q65, The Residents, The Pop Group, Alphaville, Connie Case, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Negative Approach, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, James Chance & The Contortions, The Fall, T.S.O.L., Joy Division, Traffic Nightmare, Soft Machine, Index, Lindisfarne, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Fort Wilson Riot, Brick, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Aswad, Q and Not U, Vladislav Delay, Yaz, ABC, Desert Stars, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Frankie Knuckles, The Beau Brummels, Oneida, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.

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)