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 Mexico and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.

All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, R.M.O., Lakeside, Fatback Band, Donald Byrd, Tears for Fears, Amon Düül II, Blossom Toes, Camberwell Now, Dual Sessions, Lebanon Hanover, Carl Craig, The Real Kids, Roy Ayers, The Monks, Grandmaster Flash, Hoover, Pierre Henry, Crispy Ambulance, DJ Sneak, Lalann, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ituana, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Joy Division, Bobbi Humphrey, Kayak, kango's stein massive, The Seeds, Sällskapet, CMW, Curtis Mayfield, Desert Stars, Sam Rivers, Jandek, The Mummies, Joe Finger, Silicon Teens, Roxette, Brand Nubian, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Wasted Youth, The Slackers, Con Funk Shun, Wolf Eyes, Angry Samoans, Half Japanese, Amazonics, June Days, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Gang Green, D'Angelo, Eric Dolphy, Alice Coltrane, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Misunderstood, Neil Young, Yazoo, The Dave Clark Five, In Retrospect, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.

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)