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 Jamaica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Loose Ends to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.

All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs 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?

Leonard Cohen, Kango’s Stein Massive, Prince Buster, David Bowie, New York Dolls, Laurel Aitken, Gang Green, Ajijia Myrayebe, UT, Radio Birdman, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Bob Dylan, X-Ray Spex, Gil Scott Heron, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Q and Not U, Spoonie Gee, Suburban Knight, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Sonic Youth, Circle Jerks, Neil Young, Black Bananas, Groovy Waters, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Tears for Fears, Stiv Bators, Youth Brigade, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Television, Terrestrial Tones, Cal Tjader, Blossom Toes, June Days, John Cale, Chris & Cosey, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Slick Rick, the Fania All-Stars, Man Eating Sloth, Stetsasonic, Yusef Lateef, Bush Tetras, DeepChord presents Echospace, Rhythm & Sound, H. Thieme, Fifty Foot Hose, Massinfluence, The Last Poets, The Searchers, Jeru the Damaja, Bobby Hutcherson, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Sixth Finger, Infiniti, DNA, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Jacob Miller, the Swans, Yazoo, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.

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)