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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.

All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lungfish, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Soft Machine, Carl Craig, Infiniti, Ajijia Myrayebe, Lou Reed & John Cale, Jerry Gold Smith, Pharoah Sanders, Average White Band, The Angels of Light, Dark Day, Deakin, The Residents, Camouflage, The Searchers, Fatback Band, Yaz, Terry Callier, Camberwell Now, Con Funk Shun, Delta 5, Ituana, Essential Logic, Anthony Braxton, The Cure, Lindisfarne, Nirvana, Sam Rivers, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Porter Ricks, James Chance & The Contortions, LL Cool J, Panda Bear, Pylon, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Prince Buster, The Monochrome Set, The Motions, the Germs, Bobby Hutcherson, Fugazi, Kings Of Tomorrow, Altered Images, Eddi Front, The Buckinghams, Hasil Adkins, Basic Channel, Kevin Saunderson, Colin Newman, Fifty Foot Hose, Boz Scaggs, The Techniques, The Five Americans, Schoolly D, Alison Limerick, The Fall, the Human League, Agitation Free, Judy Mowatt, Gang Starr, X-102, Bizarre Inc., Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)