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 Australia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Slick Rick to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.

All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bill Near, Japan, Joensuu 1685, Marc Almond, Soft Machine, Essential Logic, Carl Craig, Kango’s Stein Massive, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, KRS-One, Rhythm & Sound, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Ash Ra Tempel, Basic Channel, Roy Ayers, Au Pairs, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Matthew Bourne, Altered Images, In Retrospect, The Evens, Goldenarms, Television Personalities, Lower 48, Slick Rick, Von Mondo, Public Image Ltd., Man Eating Sloth, Andrew Hill, Moby Grape, Skarface, Quando Quango, Quantec, Toni Rubio, Tres Demented, Aaron Thompson, Jimmy McGriff, CMW, Donald Byrd, Jesper Dahlbäck, Idris Muhammad, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Q65, Scratch Acid, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Fugazi, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Buckinghams, Fifty Foot Hose, Index, The Mummies, Lou Reed, Mr. Review, Black Sheep, Joe Finger, Terry Callier, Flipper, Alton Ellis, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Eric B and Rakim, Archie Shepp, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.

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)