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 Germany and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Barbara Tucker to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.

All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Urselle, Barrington Levy, Sun Ra, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Boredoms, The Cure, Slick Rick, Eli Mardock, The Cosmic Jokers, Lou Reed & John Cale, Fear, Dark Day, The New Christs, Davy DMX, Pierre Henry, Index, Bobby Hutcherson, JFA, Zapp, Marcia Griffiths, DJ Style, Rotary Connection, FM Einheit, The Gladiators, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Stereo Dub, Ten City, One Last Wish, The Fall, A Certain Ratio, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Au Pairs, Eve St. Jones, The Sound, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Trojans, Gastr Del Sol, Sun Ra Arkestra, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Lungfish, Outsiders, Easy Going, Carl Craig, Soul Sonic Force, Judy Mowatt, Marmalade, Blossom Toes, Brick, Sällskapet, Ultimate Spinach, Brothers Johnson, Juan Atkins, Little Man, Chris & Cosey, Whodini, Dawn Penn, Mission of Burma, Reagan Youth, Terrestrial Tones, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)