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 Finland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bar-Kays to the disco 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.

All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Sonics, Man Eating Sloth, Chrome, Lower 48, Faust, Gabor Szabo, Barry Ungar, The Cowsills, Roger Hodgson, Dawn Penn, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Ohio Players, the Slits, Matthew Halsall, Tropical Tobacco, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Swell Maps, Crispian St. Peters, Lou Reed & John Cale, Archie Shepp, Hoover, Piero Umiliani, Marshall Jefferson, Delta 5, Idris Muhammad, the Human League, Roxette, Skarface, Audionom, Ten City, Joensuu 1685, KRS-One, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, EPMD, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Juan Atkins, Hashim, Negative Approach, Jesper Dahlbäck, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Organ, Be Bop Deluxe, Monolake, The Gap Band, Mars, Carl Craig, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Terrestrial Tones, B.T. Express, Bobby Sherman, Sam Rivers, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Clear Light, Graham Central Station, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Groovy Waters, The Techniques, Traffic Nightmare, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.

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)