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 Bahrain and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.

All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bill Wells, The Modern Lovers, Accadde A, Flipper, E-Dancer, Soft Cell, The Red Krayola, Patti Smith, Max Romeo, Glenn Branca, The American Breed, Basic Channel, Quantec, The Sisters of Mercy, Eric Copeland, Absolute Body Control, Goldenarms, Peter & Gordon, Pet Shop Boys, It's A Beautiful Day, Masters at Work, The Fortunes, The Moleskins, The Martian, Joy Division, LL Cool J, The Fugs, Idris Muhammad, Marcia Griffiths, Aswad, Jesper Dahlback, Flash Fearless, Mars, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Associates, Sarah Menescal, Nas, B.T. Express, Rhythm & Sound, The Residents, Nils Olav, a-ha, Cybotron, Radiopuhelimet, Terry Callier, Jesper Dahlbäck, James Chance & The Contortions, Jandek, Sexual Harrassment, The Count Five, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Gang of Four, Heavy D & The Boyz, Skaos, Desert Stars, Popol Vuh, New Age Steppers, This Heat, Vainqueur, David Bowie, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.

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)