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 Colombia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Bar-Kays to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.

All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Skaos, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Lou Reed & Metallica, Delon & Dalcan, Erykah Badu, K-Klass, Amazonics, T.S.O.L., Derrick May, David Axelrod, Barbara Tucker, Franke, Joe Smooth, Ken Boothe, John Cale, Hasil Adkins, Make Up, The Blackbyrds, Mr. Review, the Normal, Ralphi Rosario, Cybotron, The Golliwogs, Moss Icon, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Rapeman, Altered Images, Drive Like Jehu, In Retrospect, Arab on Radar, Lakeside, New Order, Youth Brigade, Colin Newman, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Litter, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Spoonie Gee, Adolescents, Curtis Mayfield, The Skatalites, Godley & Creme, Suicide, Johnny Osbourne, The Barracudas, June of 44, Lebanon Hanover, DJ Sneak, Brick, The Cure, The Count Five, Niagra, Isaac Hayes, Bootsy Collins, Ornette Coleman, Unwound, Kango’s Stein Massive, Theoretical Girls, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.

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)