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 Antigua and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the electroclash 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.

All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

London Community Gospel Choir, MDC, Eve St. Jones, Zapp, The Buckinghams, the Soft Cell, Aaron Thompson, Quadrant, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Joe Smooth, OOIOO, Lou Christie, Talk Talk, Lee Hazlewood, Unrelated Segments, Johnny Clarke, Marshall Jefferson, Alphaville, Schoolly D, Erasure, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sex Pistols, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Shuggie Otis, Livin' Joy, EPMD, Organ, the Human League, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Bizarre Inc., Nick Fraelich, Barbara Tucker, Sonny Sharrock, Soft Machine, Jerry Gold Smith, The Leaves, Pere Ubu, Vaughan Mason & Crew, The American Breed, Bob Dylan, Quando Quango, In Retrospect, The Gap Band, Brass Construction, Lungfish, Circle Jerks, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Silicon Teens, Jeru the Damaja, Deadbeat, David Axelrod, Robert Wyatt, Alton Ellis, Sound Behaviour, The Smiths, Reuben Wilson, World's Most, Massinfluence, Kayak, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.

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)