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 Maldives and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the dance 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.

All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bobby Sherman, This Heat, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Talk Talk, Hardrive, Grauzone, Sonic Youth, Bauhaus, KRS-One, Oblivians, R.M.O., Peter and Kerry, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Country Teasers, Joyce Sims, Ajijia Myrayebe, the Human League, Mantronix, Q and Not U, Bill Near, PIL, Television, Rhythim Is Rhythim, U.S. Maple, Peter & Gordon, John Coltrane, The Mighty Diamonds, The New Christs, Fugazi, Urselle, Jerry's Kids, Model 500, Absolute Body Control, Public Image Ltd., Ultramagnetic MC's, Roy Ayers, The Birthday Party, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Al Stewart, Minnie Riperton, Parry Music, Arcadia, Half Japanese, Chris & Cosey, Bluetip, Kayak, Dead Boys, The Angels of Light, Electric Light Orchestra, Cal Tjader, The Evens, Alice Coltrane, Radiohead, Tubeway Army, The American Breed, The Skatalites, Anthony Braxton, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.

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)