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 Maldives and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 X-102 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.

All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sarah Menescal, The Durutti Column, Basic Channel, Letta Mbulu, Fifty Foot Hose, Zapp, Warren Ellis, Sun City Girls, Nation of Ulysses, Amazonics, Soulsonic Force, Kevin Saunderson, Sight & Sound, Brand Nubian, Jandek, Pantytec, Cymande, Harmonia, The Kinks, Beasts of Bourbon, Gang Starr, The Gories, Dorothy Ashby, Cameo, Fluxion, The Leaves, Brothers Johnson, DJ Style, The Gladiators, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Quando Quango, Thompson Twins, The Fire Engines, Warsaw, Tim Buckley, June Days, Fear, Wire, Sam Rivers, Harpers Bizarre, Oblivians, Pylon, Darondo, Bobby Womack, Yellowson, Scientists, The Detroit Cobras, ABC, PIL, Excepter, The Mummies, The Count Five, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Toasters, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Black Flag, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Niagra, Q65, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.

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)