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 Chad and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Basic Channel to the disco 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 JFA. All the underground hits.

All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Young Marble Giants, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Scan 7, The Fuzztones, Boogie Down Productions, Unrelated Segments, Lou Reed & John Cale, Hasil Adkins, Ponytail, Chrome, Ossler, The Grass Roots, 10cc, Bobby Hutcherson, Country Teasers, Soul II Soul, Ultramagnetic MC's, Echo & the Bunnymen, Nick Fraelich, Joe Finger, Girls At Our Best!, Rotary Connection, Glenn Branca, Little Man, John Lydon, The Pretty Things, Peter and Kerry, Kevin Saunderson, Camberwell Now, Juan Atkins, Deakin, The Selecter, Flash Fearless, Lalo Schifrin, Soul Sonic Force, The Residents, DJ Sneak, The Birthday Party, The Dave Clark Five, Interpol, Lalann, Altered Images, Excepter, Rites of Spring, Siglo XX, Gang Starr, Youth Brigade, Second Layer, the Germs, ABC, The Monochrome Set, Supertramp, Derrick Morgan, Big Daddy Kane, the Slits, Easy Going, The Cure, Motorama, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.

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)