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 France and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lonnie Liston Smith 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.

All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Liaisons Dangereuses, Bobby Byrd, Pussy Galore, Sonny Sharrock, Glambeats Corp., Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Standells, Iggy Pop, Negative Approach, Lebanon Hanover, Half Japanese, The Divine Comedy, This Heat, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Joyce Sims, Eurythmics, Gregory Isaacs, Unrelated Segments, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Bobby Hutcherson, Rakim, June of 44, Barbara Tucker, Stereo Dub, Goldenarms, James White and The Blacks, Nils Olav, Todd Terry, Lyres, Piero Umiliani, The Dave Clark Five, Ronan, Aaron Thompson, Brass Construction, Fat Boys, Livin' Joy, Kool Moe Dee, Public Enemy, The Move, Inner City, Pole, Traffic Nightmare, Sister Nancy, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Ronnie Foster, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Gang of Four, The Angels of Light, Royal Trux, Q65, Underground Resistance, One Last Wish, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Maurizio, The Star Department, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Birthday Party, Monolake, 10cc, Connie Case, Amazonics, Moss Icon, The Grass Roots, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.

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)