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 Macedonia and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Boogie Down Productions to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.

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

I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Circle Jerks, Sam Rivers, Basic Channel, Nas, Electric Prunes, Wolf Eyes, Cecil Taylor, Camouflage, Urselle, Tim Buckley, X-101, The Index, Camberwell Now, Mad Mike, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Boogie Down Productions, Joe Smooth, EPMD, Nick Fraelich, Pole, Kenny Larkin, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Clear Light, Kas Product, Scientists, The Dave Clark Five, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Eddi Front, Radiopuhelimet, Charles Mingus, Youth Brigade, Sarah Menescal, Derrick Morgan, Ash Ra Tempel, The Monochrome Set, Pylon, It's A Beautiful Day, Gong, June of 44, Khruangbin, Minny Pops, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Leonard Cohen, Amon Düül, The Stooges, Marc Almond, Barrington Levy, LL Cool J, Anthony Braxton, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Isaac Hayes, Joe Finger, Neil Young, Harmonia, Aloha Tigers, The Cowsills, the Germs, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Dead C, Easy Going, The Selecter, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.

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)