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 Kenya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Gories to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.

All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Half Japanese, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Warren Ellis, Unrelated Segments, Bill Wells, Eurythmics, The New Christs, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Tears for Fears, Monks, Fatback Band, Pharoah Sanders, Television, Jimmy McGriff, Wasted Youth, Robert Görl, Louis and Bebe Barron, Parry Music, Deadbeat, Fear, Bush Tetras, Lindisfarne, Nick Fraelich, The Birthday Party, UT, 48th St. Collective, Letta Mbulu, Pantaleimon, Sun Ra, Lungfish, Quadrant, Bobby Hutcherson, Kurtis Blow, The American Breed, London Community Gospel Choir, The Smoke, The Pop Group, Jeff Lynne, Mr. Review, This Heat, Bluetip, La Düsseldorf, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Animal Collective, Silicon Teens, Echospace, Leonard Cohen, Ultimate Spinach, It's A Beautiful Day, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Pierre Henry, Cluster, Roy Ayers, The Sound, Banda Bassotti, Sex Pistols, Thompson Twins, Skriet, Los Fastidios, Simply Red, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).

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)