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 Hungary and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Lyres to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.

All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lou Christie, Sunsets and Hearts, Gabor Szabo, The Last Poets, Radiopuhelimet, Dual Sessions, Glambeats Corp., Eurythmics, Juan Atkins, Skaos, OOIOO, The Five Americans, Maleditus Sound, Joey Negro, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Hashim, It's A Beautiful Day, Slick Rick, Fatback Band, Lalann, Ronnie Foster, Outsiders, Archie Shepp, The Doobie Brothers, Lou Reed, Parry Music, Youth Brigade, Matthew Halsall, Lakeside, The Techniques, Warren Ellis, Camberwell Now, The Zeros, The Vogues, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, John Cale, Animal Collective, The Monks, Minor Threat, Larry & the Blue Notes, E-Dancer, The Fuzztones, Bobby Byrd, Eric B and Rakim, Rites of Spring, 10cc, John Holt, Angry Samoans, D'Angelo, Man Eating Sloth, The Invisible, Jerry's Kids, the Normal, The Birthday Party, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Quantec, The Beau Brummels, Howard Jones, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Marvin Gaye, James White and The Blacks, Stereo Dub, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.

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)