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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Toni Rubio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.

All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 The Shadows of Knight record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Q65, Banda Bassotti, Fela Kuti, The Searchers, The Blackbyrds, Bronski Beat, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Ornette Coleman, Ludus, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Invisible, Groovy Waters, Lightning Bolt, In Retrospect, Al Stewart, Altered Images, Dead Boys, MC5, ABBA, Larry & the Blue Notes, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Hardrive, Gregory Isaacs, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Lou Reed & John Cale, Althea and Donna, The Busters, Gang of Four, Scratch Acid, Japan, Bang on a Can All-Stars, The Doors, The Shadows of Knight, the Association, Lee Hazlewood, CMW, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Divine Comedy, Eric Dolphy, Neu!, Index, Gang Gang Dance, Rod Modell, Selector Dub Narcotic, The Seeds, Gang Starr, The Gories, Talk Talk, Sexual Harrassment, FM Einheit, K-Klass, Niagra, Aloha Tigers, Outsiders, Robert Wyatt, E-Dancer, The Evens, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, The Flesh Eaters, Quantec, Animal Collective, Scott Walker, Sparks, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.

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)