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 Oman and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 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 Deakin to the disco 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.

All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Amon Düül II, DeepChord presents Echospace, the Germs, Black Moon, Dawn Penn, Q and Not U, The Mojo Men, Brothers Johnson, Davy DMX, Harmonia, Supertramp, Excepter, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, MC5, The Monochrome Set, B.T. Express, Todd Terry, New Order, The Dave Clark Five, This Heat, James White and The Blacks, Lou Christie, Grandmaster Flash, Soul Sonic Force, Urselle, The Gap Band, Barry Ungar, Jimmy McGriff, Smog, K-Klass, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Niagra, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Aural Exciters, The Slackers, Michelle Simonal, Rosa Yemen, Lightning Bolt, Erasure, One Last Wish, Deadbeat, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Seeds, X-101, Eve St. Jones, The Angels of Light, The Black Dice, Gang Starr, Adolescents, The Neon Judgement, Guru Guru, The Gories, L. Decosne, Grey Daturas, The Dirtbombs, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, MDC, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Kerri Chandler, Half Japanese, Cecil Taylor, Sun Ra Arkestra, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.

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)