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 Palau and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Black Pus to the grime 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.

All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Wake, Aaron Thompson, Rod Modell, Pharoah Sanders, Schoolly D, Soulsonic Force, Lalo Schifrin, Reagan Youth, The Real Kids, Marmalade, Pagans, Country Joe & The Fish, Matthew Bourne, John Cale, The Cramps, Jacob Miller, Royal Trux, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Adolescents, Fluxion, The Velvet Underground, One Last Wish, Kurtis Blow, Clear Light, Arcadia, Unwound, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Infiniti, Peter and Kerry, Porter Ricks, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Martian, Neu!, Chris & Cosey, Wings, Sunsets and Hearts, Fela Kuti, Oppenheimer Analysis, Kas Product, OOIOO, The Raincoats, The Moleskins, Nation of Ulysses, Steve Hackett, UT, Make Up, La Düsseldorf, The Move, The Fugs, Severed Heads, Gerry Rafferty, The Motions, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Slave, Underground Resistance, Henry Cow, Robert Wyatt, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Blake Baxter, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.

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)