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 Senegal and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vladislav Delay to the jazz 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.

All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Toasters, Jacob Miller, Black Bananas, Television Personalities, Visage, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Steve Hackett, Scratch Acid, Wolf Eyes, Leonard Cohen, The Red Krayola, Sonny Sharrock, Rapeman, Ralphi Rosario, JFA, The Chocolate Watch Band, Television, Porter Ricks, Bronski Beat, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Lakeside, DeepChord presents Echospace, Los Fastidios, New Order, Lou Reed & Metallica, Interpol, Ten City, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Index, Pharoah Sanders, Alison Limerick, In Retrospect, Connie Case, June Days, kango's stein massive, New Age Steppers, Sällskapet, Mandrill, Kayak, Dawn Penn, James White and The Blacks, Rosa Yemen, Vainqueur, Rod Modell, Nirvana, The Moleskins, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Marshall Jefferson, Ultramagnetic MC's, Japan, X-101, Lower 48, Scientists, Gerry Rafferty, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Stiv Bators, Minor Threat, Grandmaster Flash, Amazonics, Technova, Ultra Naté, Nils Olav, Mad Mike, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.

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)