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 Mauritius and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mars to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.

All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Soft Machine, Boz Scaggs, The Gladiators, the Fania All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Cheater Slicks, Minny Pops, Ash Ra Tempel, Anthony Braxton, Eurythmics, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Von Mondo, Harry Pussy, Todd Rundgren, Public Image Ltd., Masters at Work, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Marvin Gaye, Siglo XX, Barclay James Harvest, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Electric Prunes, Marcia Griffiths, Excepter, Amazonics, Sixth Finger, LL Cool J, June Days, Intrusion, Bill Wells, Television, Chris & Cosey, The Cure, cv313, The Stooges, Mary Jane Girls, Agitation Free, Sunsets and Hearts, Althea and Donna, X-101, Marmalade, Quantec, Audionom, The Raincoats, Bobbi Humphrey, Archie Shepp, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, the Germs, EPMD, The Red Krayola, kango's stein massive, Lalo Schifrin, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Little Man, Bill Near, The Moleskins, Ken Boothe, Mark Hollis, DeepChord presents Echospace, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Simply Red, Crime, The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.

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)