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 Cambodia and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Joyce Sims to the electroclash 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.

All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yusef Lateef, Ohio Players, Porter Ricks, Pere Ubu, Todd Rundgren, Kayak, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, John Holt, Thompson Twins, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, It's A Beautiful Day, DeepChord presents Echospace, R.M.O., Joensuu 1685, Surgeon, Vladislav Delay, Gregory Isaacs, Ornette Coleman, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Tubeway Army, The Wake, Nico, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Dual Sessions, Rhythm & Sound, Alice Coltrane, Young Marble Giants, Pantytec, Yazoo, Amon Düül, The Mighty Diamonds, La Düsseldorf, Mr. Review, Sonny Sharrock, Blake Baxter, Gang Green, LL Cool J, Piero Umiliani, Spoonie Gee, Aaron Thompson, Visage, Angry Samoans, Faraquet, Eric B and Rakim, Icehouse, The Durutti Column, Symarip, Urselle, The Techniques, Monolake, Delta 5, Pole, The Grass Roots, Al Stewart, Lakeside, Fad Gadget, Organ, Sunsets and Hearts, Television, The Moleskins, X-Ray Spex, Sly & The Family Stone, Fugazi, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.

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)