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 Iran and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ronan to the techno 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.

All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Groovy Waters, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Golliwogs, Talk Talk, Shoche, Dual Sessions, Liliput, Pierre Henry, Yaz, Rakim, One Last Wish, The Chocolate Watch Band, Jesper Dahlbäck, Gichy Dan, Ossler, Gregory Isaacs, Harmonia, Roy Ayers, Niagra, Robert Wyatt, Goldenarms, Andrew Hill, Skriet, Flash Fearless, These Immortal Souls, Maurizio, Sonny Sharrock, Minutemen, The Doors, World's Most, The Zeros, Davy DMX, Audionom, Inner City, Mars, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Monks, Mark Hollis, Unrelated Segments, Nirvana, The Velvet Underground, Lalann, Bill Near, Mantronix, Big Daddy Kane, David Axelrod, Sugar Minott, Outsiders, Adolescents, Black Pus, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Eli Mardock, The Doobie Brothers, Wasted Youth, Dark Day, Blake Baxter, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, DNA, The Index, Stereo Dub, Eric Dolphy, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.

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)