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 Kenya and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Lakeside to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.

All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Fugazi, Brand Nubian, Wally Richardson, Easy Going, Deadbeat, Bizarre Inc., Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Techniques, Traffic Nightmare, The Human League, Leonard Cohen, The Gun Club, kango's stein massive, Tomorrow, Roxette, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Qualms, Smog, Gregory Isaacs, KRS-One, Fad Gadget, Franke, The Names, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Cramps, Moby Grape, DNA, the Human League, Duran Duran, The Flesh Eaters, Liliput, Grandmaster Flash, Zero Boys, Main Source, Suburban Knight, The Leaves, Inner City, L. Decosne, D'Angelo, Deepchord, Cymande, David McCallum, The Smoke, These Immortal Souls, Agitation Free, Erykah Badu, Boredoms, Bootsy Collins, Glenn Branca, David Bowie, U.S. Maple, Radiohead, Fear, The Remains, June Days, F. McDonald, The Seeds, The Fugs, John Coltrane, Radiopuhelimet, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Nils Olav, The Divine Comedy, Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.

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)