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 Kosovo and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.

All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Minny Pops, Fort Wilson Riot, Liaisons Dangereuses, Moebius, Au Pairs, Lucky Dragons, Scan 7, Arcadia, Amazonics, Groovy Waters, Curtis Mayfield, Panda Bear, Derrick May, Davy DMX, The Divine Comedy, Flipper, Henry Cow, Shoche, Soul II Soul, Sandy B, Yaz, cv313, Suburban Knight, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Techniques, Wally Richardson, Minor Threat, Rapeman, Blake Baxter, Gregory Isaacs, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Mojo Men, Heavy D & The Boyz, Technova, Cybotron, Nils Olav, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Amon Düül II, Intrusion, Ludus, Donald Byrd, Aural Exciters, Television Personalities, The J.B.'s, the Soft Cell, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Wasted Youth, KRS-One, Carl Craig, Byron Stingily, Thee Headcoats, Todd Rundgren, Delta 5, Japan, Faraquet, Johnny Clarke, Alison Limerick, Model 500, R.M.O., Dawn Penn, Nico, Echo & the Bunnymen, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.

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)