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 Tunisia and from Milan.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.

All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Trumans Water, Graham Central Station, In Retrospect, The Toasters, Eurythmics, Aloha Tigers, LL Cool J, Prince Buster, Dead Boys, Ken Boothe, Maleditus Sound, Franke, Lou Reed & Metallica, CMW, Theoretical Girls, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Qualms, Jacques Brel, Barrington Levy, Big Daddy Kane, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Barclay James Harvest, Ultimate Spinach, The Techniques, Pere Ubu, Zero Boys, Angry Samoans, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Bootsy Collins, Todd Rundgren, Grandmaster Flash, Stereo Dub, Kevin Saunderson, Visage, The Saints, Amazonics, Roxy Music, Agitation Free, Lower 48, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Mad Mike, Saccharine Trust, Thee Headcoats, Johnny Osbourne, Au Pairs, Fluxion, Erykah Badu, Davy DMX, Buzzcocks, Public Enemy, the Sonics, Byron Stingily, Susan Cadogan, Crispian St. Peters, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.

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)