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 Iraq and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Trojans to the crunk 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.

All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Cosmic Jokers, Archie Shepp, Stereo Dub, Fatback Band, Anakelly, The Beau Brummels, Soul Sonic Force, The Cramps, Jesper Dahlback, Alphaville, Rapeman, Davy DMX, Ten City, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Lebanon Hanover, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, London Community Gospel Choir, The Seeds, Dennis Brown, Leonard Cohen, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Yazoo, Arab on Radar, Gregory Isaacs, Bluetip, Joey Negro, Pussy Galore, Shoche, The New Christs, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Eyeless In Gaza, Bizarre Inc., Marvin Gaye, the Swans, ABBA, Vainqueur, Pet Shop Boys, Barrington Levy, Reagan Youth, The Chocolate Watch Band, Minny Pops, The Invisible, Main Source, Eurythmics, Jawbox, The Black Dice, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Severed Heads, Bobby Byrd, Isaac Hayes, Quantec, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Names, Pere Ubu, Fat Boys, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Robert Wyatt, Zapp, John Lydon, Lou Reed, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)