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 Spain and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soul II Soul to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.

All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Joensuu 1685, Flash Fearless, Crispian St. Peters, The Gap Band, Eddi Front, Colin Newman, DeepChord presents Echospace, Zero Boys, Outsiders, Guru Guru, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Detroit Cobras, The Pop Group, Blossom Toes, Lyres, Ash Ra Tempel, Magma, Black Bananas, Zapp, The Pretty Things, The Durutti Column, R.M.O., Gang Green, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Connie Case, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Harpers Bizarre, Yusef Lateef, Sixth Finger, Cameo, Peter and Kerry, The Blackbyrds, Buzzcocks, The Velvet Underground, Aural Exciters, Laurel Aitken, Tom Boy, Vainqueur, Bill Wells, Peter & Gordon, The Sound, Ten City, Jeru the Damaja, Kevin Saunderson, Nirvana, Black Flag, OOIOO, Spandau Ballet, The Gladiators, Marmalade, Television Personalities, The Raincoats, Selector Dub Narcotic, Lou Christie, Suburban Knight, Gang of Four, Matthew Bourne, The Divine Comedy, Fad Gadget, Nils Olav, Cheater Slicks, U.S. Maple, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)