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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Dorothy Ashby to the crunk 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.

All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

One Last Wish, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Junior Murvin, The New Christs, The Evens, Buzzcocks, JFA, Johnny Osbourne, DJ Style, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Piero Umiliani, Pet Shop Boys, The Residents, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, The Young Rascals, Fat Boys, Popol Vuh, New Age Steppers, Soul Sonic Force, Roxy Music, June of 44, Quantec, Connie Case, Angry Samoans, Chris & Cosey, Sight & Sound, the Fania All-Stars, Swans, Nas, Godley & Creme, The Sonics, Iggy Pop, World's Most, Pagans, Joe Smooth, kango's stein massive, Prince Buster, Ronan, Scientists, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Letta Mbulu, Lightning Bolt, The Dave Clark Five, Gong, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Pere Ubu, Essential Logic, David Axelrod, The Saints, a-ha, Section 25, The Pop Group, David Bowie, Surgeon, Donald Byrd, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Groovy Waters, Robert Hood, LL Cool J, Eric Dolphy, the Bar-Kays, Gabor Szabo, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.

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)