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 Dominica and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Roger Hodgson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.

All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Massinfluence, The Zeros, Desert Stars, The Skatalites, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Selector Dub Narcotic, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Buzzcocks, Suicide, John Foxx, Magma, Black Pus, Public Enemy, The Fire Engines, Soft Machine, Tim Buckley, the Human League, Lucky Dragons, The Count Five, Kevin Saunderson, The Doors, Absolute Body Control, Fela Kuti, Isaac Hayes, DJ Sneak, Lou Christie, Maurizio, Crash Course in Science, Animal Collective, Gang of Four, Basic Channel, Dead Boys, F. McDonald, The Raincoats, Lungfish, The Gap Band, Das Ding, Johnny Osbourne, The Motions, Tubeway Army, Judy Mowatt, DNA, The Cosmic Jokers, Inner City, The Invisible, Black Sheep, Camouflage, Lyres, The Beau Brummels, Easy Going, Davy DMX, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Pantytec, Dual Sessions, the Swans, Scrapy, John Holt, R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.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)