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 Burkina and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Lou Reed 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 David Axelrod to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.

All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Quantec, The Walker Brothers, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Agitation Free, Matthew Halsall, Cheater Slicks, Fear, Lou Reed & Metallica, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Delon & Dalcan, The Stooges, Aural Exciters, World's Most, Curtis Mayfield, Robert Görl, The Moody Blues, Gregory Isaacs, The Pop Group, Pantytec, Lower 48, Eden Ahbez, OOIOO, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Pet Shop Boys, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Ludus, Kurtis Blow, The Mummies, Electric Light Orchestra, Sight & Sound, Letta Mbulu, Technova, John Holt, F. McDonald, Minor Threat, The Evens, The Cosmic Jokers, Iggy Pop, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Gun Club, Jerry Gold Smith, Anthony Braxton, The Cowsills, Cabaret Voltaire, Gang Gang Dance, Porter Ricks, Shoche, Bobbi Humphrey, B.T. Express, Henry Cow, DeepChord presents Echospace, Yaz, Tubeway Army, Nirvana, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Terrestrial Tones, The Dirtbombs, Robert Wyatt, Radiopuhelimet, JFA, The Birthday Party, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.

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)