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 Mozambique and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Patti Smith to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.

All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Crime, Sam Rivers, The Real Kids, Brass Construction, Dennis Brown, The Gories, Nas, The Smiths, Louis and Bebe Barron, Royal Trux, JFA, Larry & the Blue Notes, Minnie Riperton, The Fall, Basic Channel, The Names, Au Pairs, The Fortunes, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Derrick Morgan, Franke, Lindisfarne, Joe Smooth, Amazonics, The Fire Engines, Sarah Menescal, Zero Boys, Oppenheimer Analysis, The Leaves, Robert Wyatt, Cecil Taylor, Agitation Free, Tres Demented, The Alarm Clocks, Ajijia Myrayebe, Audionom, H. Thieme, Duran Duran, Jeff Lynne, R.M.O., Liliput, Buzzcocks, The Litter, The Residents, Pharoah Sanders, The Barracudas, Cabaret Voltaire, Sound Behaviour, Second Layer, Deakin, The Pop Group, The Victims, Country Teasers, Quando Quango, DJ Sneak, the Association, Yellowson, Excepter, Quantec, Ken Boothe, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.

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)