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 Laos and from Toronto.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Au Pairs to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.

All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Lower 48, Idris Muhammad, Aloha Tigers, Jacques Brel, The Dead C, Ultimate Spinach, Joensuu 1685, James Chance & The Contortions, Alphaville, DeepChord presents Echospace, Derrick Morgan, The Fortunes, The Standells, Rakim, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, T.S.O.L., Avey Tare, Outsiders, Jeff Lynne, Bobby Hutcherson, Q65, The Doors, Bill Near, Pantytec, This Heat, Japan, Flipper, The Cramps, The Raincoats, The Smoke, Fifty Foot Hose, The Wake, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, X-102, Underground Resistance, Buzzcocks, Jeru the Damaja, Duran Duran, Kerrie Biddell, Susan Cadogan, Scan 7, a-ha, Quando Quango, Zero Boys, Funky Four + One, The Pretty Things, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Funkadelic, The Slackers, Pagans, Accadde A, Boogie Down Productions, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, K-Klass, The Associates, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Bobby Byrd, Ludus, Mars, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.

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)