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 France and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 MC5 to the jazz 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.

All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Kinks, Barclay James Harvest, Erykah Badu, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Pharoah Sanders, The Residents, Lou Christie, Easy Going, Television, Davy DMX, The Cosmic Jokers, Robert Görl, Audionom, Man Eating Sloth, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, F. McDonald, 8 Eyed Spy, Janne Schatter, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Aaron Thompson, James White and The Blacks, Bauhaus, Crispian St. Peters, Aural Exciters, Spoonie Gee, Mo-Dettes, Sonny Sharrock, The Monochrome Set, Inner City, Susan Cadogan, Eli Mardock, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Stereo Dub, Bootsy Collins, The Standells, Pole, Newcleus, London Community Gospel Choir, Young Marble Giants, Isaac Hayes, The Shadows of Knight, Flipper, Johnny Clarke, The Red Krayola, Sunsets and Hearts, Archie Shepp, Cluster, Kurtis Blow, Stetsasonic, China Crisis, The Martian, Electric Prunes, Nico, The Modern Lovers, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Kerri Chandler, Outsiders, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Ajijia Myrayebe, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.

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)