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 Azerbaijan and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rites of Spring to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.

All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Von Mondo, The Move, Selector Dub Narcotic, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Make Up, Sister Nancy, Black Moon, The Moody Blues, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Graham Central Station, Connie Case, Moss Icon, The United States of America, Ken Boothe, Echospace, Ponytail, Magma, Scott Walker, DeepChord presents Echospace, Neu!, These Immortal Souls, Barbara Tucker, Monks, Lalann, The Busters, Cal Tjader, Fatback Band, Tomorrow, Hardrive, Sparks, John Lydon, Livin' Joy, Lindisfarne, Yusef Lateef, The Barracudas, Terry Callier, Roxette, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Moby Grape, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Susan Cadogan, Wire, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Pretty Things, Todd Terry, CMW, Cymande, Mary Jane Girls, Ronan, Lonnie Liston Smith, Louis and Bebe Barron, Metal Thangz, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Swell Maps, Malaria!, Drexciya, the Normal, Soulsonic Force, The Red Krayola, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.

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)