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 Namibia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lalann to the dance 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.

All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Eric Copeland, Bizarre Inc., Mandrill, Inner City, Babytalk, Lungfish, World's Most, Darondo, Spoonie Gee, Andrew Hill, Sam Rivers, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Animal Collective, Slave, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Jandek, Supertramp, Crash Course in Science, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Tomorrow, Sly & The Family Stone, FM Einheit, Khruangbin, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Bluetip, Spandau Ballet, Lower 48, Suburban Knight, Alice Coltrane, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Scrapy, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Tres Demented, Barclay James Harvest, Gastr Del Sol, Easy Going, Radio Birdman, Rapeman, Matthew Halsall, The Cure, Delta 5, The Moody Blues, Althea and Donna, Smog, The Sonics, Mantronix, Talk Talk, Donald Byrd, The United States of America, UT, Scientists, Fluxion, Rakim, H. Thieme, Rosa Yemen, Wire, Circle Jerks, Shoche, Lalann, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.

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)