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 Austria and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.

All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Marcia Griffiths, Letta Mbulu, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Blake Baxter, D'Angelo, Camouflage, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Chocolate Watch Band, Ultramagnetic MC's, Rotary Connection, World's Most, Spoonie Gee, Minor Threat, Al Stewart, Duran Duran, Swell Maps, Tres Demented, Isaac Hayes, The Selecter, The Music Machine, Lakeside, Liliput, Lee Hazlewood, Fugazi, Los Fastidios, the Normal, Agitation Free, The Mighty Diamonds, John Cale, Ultimate Spinach, the Germs, Mark Hollis, Kerri Chandler, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Eric Copeland, Sarah Menescal, Banda Bassotti, The Flesh Eaters, Juan Atkins, Ash Ra Tempel, The Evens, Yaz, Minnie Riperton, Ajijia Myrayebe, Larry & the Blue Notes, Lindisfarne, Schoolly D, Absolute Body Control, The Happenings, Brick, The Sisters of Mercy, E-Dancer, Blancmange, David Bowie, The Grass Roots, the Association, Dorothy Ashby, The New Christs, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Mr. Review, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.

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)