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 Ethiopia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kerri Chandler to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.

All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.

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

But have you seen my records?

Bootsy's Rubber Band, ABC, The Cramps, Smog, Jacob Miller, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, PIL, Mad Mike, Ultramagnetic MC's, the Human League, Cecil Taylor, KRS-One, Crash Course in Science, Harpers Bizarre, Anakelly, Whodini, James White and The Blacks, Neil Young, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Jandek, Terry Callier, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Durutti Column, Soul Sonic Force, Sun City Girls, The United States of America, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Alton Ellis, Nils Olav, The Doobie Brothers, Pharoah Sanders, Ornette Coleman, kango's stein massive, Morten Harket, Altered Images, Yellowson, The Mighty Diamonds, Reuben Wilson, Intrusion, Johnny Clarke, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Busters, Inner City, Underground Resistance, X-102, Lou Christie, the Fania All-Stars, Goldenarms, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, the Bar-Kays, Desert Stars, Malaria!, Toni Rubio, Eli Mardock, Oblivians, Don Cherry, Kerri Chandler, Mo-Dettes, Yusef Lateef, Kayak, John Cale, Duran Duran, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.

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)