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 Guinea-Bissau and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Liaisons Dangereuses 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.

All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

James Chance & The Contortions, Rapeman, Minor Threat, Frankie Knuckles, Ituana, Tomorrow, Andrew Hill, Soft Cell, Ice-T, The Gap Band, Yusef Lateef, Public Enemy, Chrome, Fela Kuti, Thee Headcoats, World's Most, June of 44, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Television, Lou Reed & John Cale, U.S. Maple, Underground Resistance, John Cale, The Dirtbombs, Jerry's Kids, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Rekid, Grey Daturas, Funky Four + One, Kango’s Stein Massive, Derrick May, EPMD, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, This Heat, Deadbeat, Darondo, Crispian St. Peters, The Moleskins, Joyce Sims, Eddi Front, The Alarm Clocks, London Community Gospel Choir, Aswad, Nation of Ulysses, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Zapp, Agitation Free, Scratch Acid, Kaleidoscope, Mo-Dettes, Ornette Coleman, Camouflage, Maleditus Sound, The Durutti Column, Byron Stingily, Lyres, The Leaves, Stockholm Monsters, Guru Guru, Colin Newman, The Skatalites, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.

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)