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 Bangladesh and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Hashim to the funk 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.

All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gang Starr, Inner City, The Durutti Column, Amazonics, Shoche, MC5, Soul II Soul, E-Dancer, Cymande, EPMD, Section 25, Chris Corsano, June of 44, The Busters, Bronski Beat, Roxy Music, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Motions, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Ludus, The Human League, The Associates, Black Sheep, The Smiths, Motorama, Khruangbin, the Fania All-Stars, Barrington Levy, The Music Machine, Don Cherry, Stereo Dub, Jesper Dahlbäck, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Aloha Tigers, Peter and Kerry, Idris Muhammad, Hasil Adkins, Matthew Bourne, Bill Near, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Stetsasonic, Tropical Tobacco, David McCallum, Susan Cadogan, Eurythmics, Patti Smith, Ralphi Rosario, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Leaves, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Isaac Hayes, The Moleskins, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Jacob Miller, Derrick Morgan, Brass Construction, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.

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)