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 Guinea and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the grunge 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 the Association. All the underground hits.

All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Marine Girls, UT, Pierre Henry, John Holt, Panda Bear, Altered Images, Sparks, Barry Ungar, Fifty Foot Hose, the Sonics, Zapp, Faraquet, Josef K, The Mighty Diamonds, Donny Hathaway, Stetsasonic, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Walker Brothers, David Axelrod, Matthew Halsall, Nirvana, Second Layer, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Knickerbockers, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Little Man, L. Decosne, Morten Harket, Juan Atkins, Main Source, Section 25, Scott Walker, Absolute Body Control, the Normal, The Saints, Don Cherry, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Grauzone, Rufus Thomas, Sunsets and Hearts, Funkadelic, Ponytail, Wasted Youth, Public Enemy, Stockholm Monsters, Maurizio, Minutemen, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Banda Bassotti, Spandau Ballet, Peter & Gordon, Suicide, Blake Baxter, MC5, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Electric Prunes, Man Eating Sloth, The United States of America, Derrick Morgan, Jandek, Ornette Coleman, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Angry Samoans, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)