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 France and from Copenhagen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.

All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Crash Course in Science, Dual Sessions, Bauhaus, Sixth Finger, Audionom, The Detroit Cobras, Faraquet, T.S.O.L., X-101, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Lebanon Hanover, Kaleidoscope, Lalann, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, The Monochrome Set, John Cale, Main Source, Sun Ra Arkestra, Gabor Szabo, Robert Wyatt, John Foxx, The Beau Brummels, Dorothy Ashby, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Half Japanese, Clear Light, Anakelly, Barrington Levy, Black Pus, Mad Mike, Warsaw, Young Marble Giants, Marcia Griffiths, Faust, Joensuu 1685, Grandmaster Flash, Massinfluence, Wasted Youth, Graham Central Station, Excepter, China Crisis, Johnny Osbourne, Andrew Hill, Zero Boys, Oblivians, Echospace, One Last Wish, Oneida, Lyres, Johnny Clarke, The Shadows of Knight, Yazoo, June Days, Blancmange, Surgeon, Sexual Harrassment, Inner City, Roxy Music, Derrick Morgan, Funky Four + One, Hardrive, EPMD, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.

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)