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 Korea North and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Man Parrish to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.

All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Parry Music, The J.B.'s, Joensuu 1685, The Skatalites, Qualms, Roger Hodgson, John Cale, Girls At Our Best!, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Altered Images, The Human League, Colin Newman, Nas, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Offenders, Anthony Braxton, Index, Fugazi, Kerri Chandler, Marine Girls, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Bootsy Collins, The Black Dice, Bronski Beat, Soul Sonic Force, James Chance & The Contortions, Ajijia Myrayebe, Man Eating Sloth, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Nation of Ulysses, JFA, Electric Light Orchestra, Curtis Mayfield, Pantaleimon, Aaron Thompson, Y Pants, The Blues Magoos, Maleditus Sound, Traffic Nightmare, Bad Manners, Black Sheep, CMW, The Cowsills, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Harmonia, The Gladiators, Derrick Morgan, Country Teasers, The Moleskins, Idris Muhammad, Terry Callier, Public Enemy, Derrick May, the Germs, Sam Rivers, Cal Tjader, Ronan, Ultramagnetic MC's, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.

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)