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 Rwanda and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.

All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gang Gang Dance, Kaleidoscope, Symarip, Donald Byrd, The Stooges, Flamin' Groovies, Carl Craig, Gang Green, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Fugs, Marshall Jefferson, Silicon Teens, The Knickerbockers, Adolescents, The Skatalites, FM Einheit, Crime, Bootsy Collins, Alison Limerick, Kas Product, The Mojo Men, Faraquet, T.S.O.L., Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Marine Girls, the Human League, Soul Sonic Force, Girls At Our Best!, Popol Vuh, a-ha, Oblivians, Altered Images, Pantaleimon, The Cosmic Jokers, Faust, Quadrant, Lou Christie, Peter and Kerry, Circle Jerks, Tropical Tobacco, Tommy Roe, The Fire Engines, Mark Hollis, Babytalk, Funky Four + One, Sugar Minott, Amazonics, Letta Mbulu, Rotary Connection, Q and Not U, Ludus, Moss Icon, Country Joe & The Fish, The Cowsills, Dark Day, Trumans Water, The Flesh Eaters, The Dave Clark Five, Malaria!, Drive Like Jehu, New York Dolls, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.

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)