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 Mauritania and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Rod Modell to the rap 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.

All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Rhythim Is Rhythim, Donny Hathaway, Erasure, Shoche, Pantaleimon, Scott Walker, The J.B.'s, Echo & the Bunnymen, David Bowie, Siglo XX, Masters at Work, Accadde A, The Remains, Black Flag, Mark Hollis, Glenn Branca, Mr. Review, China Crisis, Surgeon, Erykah Badu, Lindisfarne, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Grass Roots, Monolake, Nation of Ulysses, Skriet, Ponytail, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Harry Pussy, Deepchord, Khruangbin, Oneida, Robert Wyatt, The Cure, cv313, Scratch Acid, Rod Modell, Sugar Minott, Tubeway Army, Sly & The Family Stone, The Pop Group, Larry & the Blue Notes, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Kas Product, The Modern Lovers, Radiopuhelimet, Aswad, Severed Heads, Mo-Dettes, Fugazi, ABBA, Deakin, Cluster, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Liliput, The Slits, FM Einheit, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Jandek, Tom Boy, John Coltrane, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.

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)