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 Cuba and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Kerri Chandler to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.

All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Ohio Players, Technova, The Detroit Cobras, Joey Negro, FM Einheit, Scratch Acid, EPMD, E-Dancer, H. Thieme, The Modern Lovers, Junior Murvin, Excepter, La Düsseldorf, Frankie Knuckles, The American Breed, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Isaac Hayes, Panda Bear, Derrick May, Das Ding, ABBA, Joyce Sims, The Grass Roots, Sunsets and Hearts, The Walker Brothers, Franke, Skaos, Public Image Ltd., Khruangbin, The New Christs, Adolescents, Lou Reed & Metallica, Prince Buster, Fela Kuti, Donny Hathaway, Scrapy, ABC, DeepChord presents Echospace, Gang Green, Ponytail, Gichy Dan, New York Dolls, The Real Kids, Anthony Braxton, Bob Dylan, Ash Ra Tempel, Erasure, Joensuu 1685, Harmonia, Section 25, PIL, Glambeats Corp., Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Moebius, Crooked Eye, Bobby Sherman, A Certain Ratio, Michelle Simonal, The Royal Family And The Poor, Thee Headcoats, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.

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)