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 Andorra and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the crunk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.

All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Stiv Bators, Susan Cadogan, Goldenarms, Anthony Braxton, Johnny Osbourne, Simply Red, Patti Smith, Arthur Verocai, Technova, Panda Bear, Marine Girls, Glenn Branca, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Lindisfarne, Y Pants, Kas Product, Crispian St. Peters, Judy Mowatt, Malaria!, Parry Music, Jandek, Inner City, Lakeside, The Motions, Mantronix, Barrington Levy, The Move, Soul Sonic Force, The Count Five, Minnie Riperton, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Hot Snakes, A Certain Ratio, Althea and Donna, Marcia Griffiths, Essential Logic, John Cale, Bobbi Humphrey, Derrick Morgan, The Durutti Column, The Remains, Gang Starr, Depeche Mode, Sexual Harrassment, Brothers Johnson, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, AZ, Juan Atkins, Thompson Twins, Nils Olav, Black Bananas, The Doobie Brothers, Peter & Gordon, The Angels of Light, Roy Ayers, Easy Going, The Black Dice, Godley & Creme, Fad Gadget, Shoche, Symarip, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.

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)