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 Korea North and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.

All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Althea and Donna, the Germs, Kurtis Blow, Eurythmics, Anthony Braxton, The Durutti Column, Excepter, Can, The Offenders, Davy DMX, Q and Not U, The Modern Lovers, The American Breed, Aswad, Ajijia Myrayebe, Spoonie Gee, Radiohead, China Crisis, Pole, KRS-One, Angry Samoans, The Remains, Simply Red, Sonny Sharrock, Joe Smooth, The Blackbyrds, Arcadia, Graham Central Station, Eli Mardock, Essential Logic, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Marine Girls, Warren Ellis, Depeche Mode, The Divine Comedy, Swans, a-ha, New Age Steppers, June of 44, Nils Olav, Gang of Four, The Mojo Men, The Jesus and Mary Chain, B.T. Express, The Flesh Eaters, Slave, Pantytec, Big Daddy Kane, Khruangbin, Don Cherry, Kayak, The Birthday Party, Mary Jane Girls, Janne Schatter, Gastr Del Sol, The Fortunes, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)