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 Moldova and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Hardrive to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.

All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Q65, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Pere Ubu, Monolake, Johnny Osbourne, Wolf Eyes, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Marcia Griffiths, Kerri Chandler, Essential Logic, Arthur Verocai, The Velvet Underground, The Tremeloes, Bad Manners, Audionom, World's Most, Subhumans, Cluster, Visage, Nirvana, Jimmy McGriff, Howard Jones, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Rhythim Is Rhythim, James White and The Blacks, Qualms, The Kinks, The Angels of Light, Joyce Sims, Todd Rundgren, Masters at Work, Eric Copeland, Leonard Cohen, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Bobby Sherman, Surgeon, Funkadelic, Cabaret Voltaire, Chris Corsano, Eric Dolphy, Kevin Saunderson, Second Layer, Buzzcocks, Sexual Harrassment, The Slits, Sunsets and Hearts, Kerrie Biddell, The Fugs, ABBA, Arab on Radar, X-101, Easy Going, Bill Near, Marvin Gaye, Nation of Ulysses, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Arcadia, Little Man, Gerry Rafferty, Sad Lovers and Giants, Eden Ahbez, June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.

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)