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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brothers Johnson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.

All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Dark Day, T.S.O.L., Flash Fearless, Cluster, New Order, Scion, Shuggie Otis, Chris Corsano, Jesper Dahlbäck, Aaron Thompson, Banda Bassotti, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Fatback Band, The Cosmic Jokers, Country Teasers, Monolake, Ten City, Susan Cadogan, The Five Americans, Heavy D & The Boyz, Jawbox, EPMD, Ornette Coleman, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Drexciya, The Gories, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The United States of America, Faust, Bootsy Collins, Lightning Bolt, The Zeros, Lakeside, Easy Going, The Gladiators, Kerri Chandler, Suburban Knight, James Chance & The Contortions, Agent Orange, Siglo XX, Gang Starr, Suicide, Whodini, Fluxion, Oblivians, Lungfish, Marvin Gaye, Sexual Harrassment, Talk Talk, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Amon Düül II, Moebius, The Black Dice, Eddi Front, The Victims, The Smoke, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Pierre Henry, Q and Not U, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.

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)