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 Switzerland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bootsy Collins to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.

All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Archie Shepp, the Human League, Bobby Womack, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Sugar Minott, Brick, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Bill Near, The Selecter, Jeff Mills, AZ, Make Up, Ralphi Rosario, Lucky Dragons, The United States of America, Agitation Free, Hashim, Rakim, Eden Ahbez, Interpol, Royal Trux, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Second Layer, Skaos, The Cosmic Jokers, Black Bananas, The Royal Family And The Poor, Junior Murvin, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Reuben Wilson, Cabaret Voltaire, The Skatalites, Kerri Chandler, Wire, Glenn Branca, Excepter, Kas Product, Letta Mbulu, New Age Steppers, the Fania All-Stars, The Divine Comedy, Aswad, Subhumans, Radiohead, Lyres, T. Rex, Cameo, U.S. Maple, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Boogie Down Productions, The Trojans, Chris & Cosey, Gastr Del Sol, Y Pants, Peter & Gordon, Bizarre Inc., Lou Christie, The Victims, Glambeats Corp., Wolf Eyes, Janne Schatter, Josef K, OOIOO, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.

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)