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 Malaysia and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Invisible to the jazz 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.

All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yellowson, Cluster, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Kinks, Marvin Gaye, Underground Resistance, Yaz, Mary Jane Girls, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Bauhaus, Todd Rundgren, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Sugar Minott, The Real Kids, Swans, Echo & the Bunnymen, Bobby Byrd, Arthur Verocai, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Lou Reed & John Cale, Jacques Brel, Boogie Down Productions, The Young Rascals, DeepChord presents Echospace, Bad Manners, Roxy Music, Liaisons Dangereuses, Bob Dylan, Dawn Penn, Buzzcocks, Saccharine Trust, MDC, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Flamin' Groovies, Livin' Joy, the Slits, Camouflage, Minor Threat, The American Breed, The Music Machine, Glenn Branca, a-ha, The Stooges, Freddie Wadling, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Crispian St. Peters, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Audionom, David McCallum, Marcia Griffiths, Slick Rick, Big Daddy Kane, Matthew Bourne, Whodini, The Angels of Light, OOIOO, Pantytec, The Leaves, Graham Central Station, The Beau Brummels, Gichy Dan, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.

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)