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 Gabon and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Amon Düül to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.

All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Newcleus, Sparks, Erykah Badu, Max Romeo, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ornette Coleman, Joe Finger, Lou Reed, Chrome, Gang of Four, The Index, Jerry's Kids, Althea and Donna, Blancmange, Gang Gang Dance, DJ Style, Kurtis Blow, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Detroit Cobras, Shuggie Otis, Kool Moe Dee, Faust, Sexual Harrassment, The Smiths, Don Cherry, John Lydon, The Motions, Tim Buckley, the Slits, Ronnie Foster, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Eden Ahbez, Cheater Slicks, Sight & Sound, Q and Not U, Average White Band, Alphaville, Howard Jones, Sun Ra, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Vainqueur, AZ, The Human League, Grey Daturas, Index, Idris Muhammad, Sugar Minott, The American Breed, Dead Boys, Radiopuhelimet, Lou Reed & Metallica, Masters at Work, Barrington Levy, Beasts of Bourbon, Henry Cow, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.

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)