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 Singapore and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.

All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Slave, Schoolly D, Pet Shop Boys, Be Bop Deluxe, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Toasters, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Mr. Review, Popol Vuh, Rites of Spring, Radio Birdman, Lou Reed, Shoche, The Royal Family And The Poor, Index, Erykah Badu, Buzzcocks, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Dead C, Cal Tjader, Quantec, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, UT, Public Image Ltd., London Community Gospel Choir, The Star Department, The Victims, Mad Mike, Avey Tare, Shuggie Otis, Black Sheep, The Golliwogs, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Sonny Sharrock, The Slackers, Rekid, Jimmy McGriff, Peter & Gordon, John Coltrane, 48th St. Collective, Eric B and Rakim, Carl Craig, Bobby Sherman, Davy DMX, Absolute Body Control, Unwound, Bootsy Collins, PIL, Zapp, Gong, Funkadelic, Johnny Osbourne, Kas Product, June of 44, The Birthday Party, Sun Ra, The Invisible, Deakin, Anthony Braxton, Skarface, Heaven 17, Liaisons Dangereuses, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.

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)