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 Sweden and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Darondo to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.

All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Pulsallama, cv313, Symarip, Sun City Girls, The Gladiators, New Order, The Human League, Al Stewart, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Rosa Yemen, New York Dolls, Ultravox, Fad Gadget, Lonnie Liston Smith, Man Eating Sloth, The Doors, Trumans Water, Echospace, Hasil Adkins, the Slits, The Litter, Black Flag, Sexual Harrassment, Gang Gang Dance, Buzzcocks, Little Man, U.S. Maple, Newcleus, The Cosmic Jokers, Index, Eric Copeland, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Qualms, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Youth Brigade, Albert Ayler, Chris & Cosey, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, X-101, Danielle Patucci, Scratch Acid, Excepter, Wolf Eyes, Lindisfarne, Steve Hackett, DeepChord presents Echospace, China Crisis, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Radiopuhelimet, Royal Trux, Sixth Finger, Underground Resistance, Jacques Brel, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Japan, Niagra, Crooked Eye, Bootsy Collins, Alphaville, Gang Green, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.

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)