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 Brunei and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marc Almond to the grime 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.

All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gregory Isaacs, The Zeros, KRS-One, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Pretty Things, Bootsy Collins, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Crooked Eye, The Skatalites, Matthew Halsall, Organ, Prince Buster, Robert Görl, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Amazonics, The Velvet Underground, Ice-T, Delon & Dalcan, The Misunderstood, Radiopuhelimet, Robert Wyatt, Con Funk Shun, Eve St. Jones, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Kas Product, Bizarre Inc., Ajijia Myrayebe, Crispian St. Peters, The Blackbyrds, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Absolute Body Control, The Human League, The Red Krayola, Steve Hackett, Barclay James Harvest, Ossler, The Buckinghams, Deakin, Todd Terry, F. McDonald, The Busters, Popol Vuh, Swans, Letta Mbulu, Louis and Bebe Barron, Pylon, The Smoke, L. Decosne, D'Angelo, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, X-Ray Spex, Black Sheep, Ralphi Rosario, Das Ding, Television Personalities, June Days, Tommy Roe, Sugar Minott, DeepChord presents Echospace, Boz Scaggs, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.

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)