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 Tajikistan and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the disco 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 PIL. All the underground hits.

All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.

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

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Boz Scaggs, Groovy Waters, Neil Young, Marvin Gaye, Todd Rundgren, Stiv Bators, Strawberry Alarm Clock, This Heat, Eve St. Jones, Mission of Burma, Black Flag, Lou Christie, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Radiopuhelimet, cv313, Gang of Four, Jimmy McGriff, Eric B and Rakim, DeepChord presents Echospace, Alphaville, The Fall, The Trojans, Nico, Moby Grape, The Mojo Men, Moss Icon, Skarface, X-Ray Spex, Rufus Thomas, Tomorrow, Colin Newman, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Lungfish, Toni Rubio, the Fania All-Stars, The Golliwogs, Pierre Henry, Funkadelic, Reuben Wilson, The Cowsills, Chris Corsano, Skaos, Mark Hollis, Suburban Knight, Bobby Womack, The Litter, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Interpol, Index, Soul Sonic Force, The Fortunes, The Victims, Yellowson, Kevin Saunderson, Patti Smith, Ronnie Foster, Deepchord, Sun Ra, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Mandrill, Letta Mbulu, DJ Style, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.

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)