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 Samoa and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Spandau Ballet to the crunk 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.

All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Hasil Adkins, Erykah Badu, Electric Prunes, Lower 48, Organ, Soulsonic Force, The Litter, Lalo Schifrin, Sun Ra Arkestra, Blake Baxter, Graham Central Station, Howard Jones, Yaz, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Ronan, Joey Negro, 8 Eyed Spy, Lightning Bolt, Bluetip, The Index, kango's stein massive, The Star Department, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Suburban Knight, Bang On A Can, Intrusion, John Foxx, Swell Maps, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Walker Brothers, Joe Smooth, Goldenarms, Carl Craig, Ohio Players, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Happenings, Supertramp, Essential Logic, Vladislav Delay, Slave, PIL, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Alton Ellis, Moss Icon, Newcleus, Gang Starr, Panda Bear, James Chance & The Contortions, Skarface, Negative Approach, Yusef Lateef, Eve St. Jones, Prince Buster, Cymande, Michelle Simonal, Nation of Ulysses, the Human League, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Tom Boy, Judy Mowatt, The Techniques, Deepchord, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.

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)