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 Thailand and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.

All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Soft Cell, Michelle Simonal, Groovy Waters, Selector Dub Narcotic, Loose Ends, Tomorrow, Kango’s Stein Massive, K-Klass, Scan 7, a-ha, Max Romeo, Urselle, In Retrospect, Jeff Mills, Sly & The Family Stone, Arcadia, The Sonics, cv313, The Vogues, The Fire Engines, The Fugs, The Doors, Clear Light, Infiniti, The Motions, Bill Wells, Mars, Ultra Naté, Q65, Ash Ra Tempel, Stiv Bators, Lindisfarne, Pylon, Cymande, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Mo-Dettes, Isaac Hayes, The Cramps, Smog, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Delta 5, Camouflage, Pierre Henry, John Lydon, The Fuzztones, Bootsy Collins, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Misunderstood, Mad Mike, Suburban Knight, Bang On A Can, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, James White and The Blacks, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, the Human League, John Holt, Drive Like Jehu, Neu!, Royal Trux, Sister Nancy, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.

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)