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 Sweden and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Skatalites to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.

All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, DeepChord presents Echospace, Reagan Youth, Mars, Audionom, The Fugs, Erykah Badu, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Mission of Burma, Schoolly D, Lebanon Hanover, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scan 7, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Warsaw, Chrome, Tom Boy, The Move, Barrington Levy, Livin' Joy, David Bowie, Crash Course in Science, Iggy Pop, Rhythm & Sound, Excepter, Peter & Gordon, Dave Gahan, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Moby Grape, Blossom Toes, Marcia Griffiths, Matthew Halsall, Organ, A Flock of Seagulls, The Skatalites, Sly & The Family Stone, Suicide, The Star Department, Camberwell Now, Kool Moe Dee, Franke, Masters at Work, a-ha, Kango’s Stein Massive, Chris Corsano, Skriet, Groovy Waters, Jawbox, Prince Buster, John Foxx, Gang Starr, Cameo, Sugar Minott, Carl Craig, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Swell Maps, Heavy D & The Boyz, Kas Product, Derrick May, The United States of America, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)