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 Georgia and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Lou Christie to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.

All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Q and Not U, Faust, Reuben Wilson, Rufus Thomas, Altered Images, Yazoo, The Star Department, Yaz, Kerri Chandler, Frankie Knuckles, Byron Stingily, DNA, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Neil Young, Marvin Gaye, Brass Construction, Banda Bassotti, MDC, The Saints, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, The Fugs, Yusef Lateef, The Zeros, Gian Franco Pienzio, Saccharine Trust, Television Personalities, Tears for Fears, John Cale, Alphaville, Kaleidoscope, Silicon Teens, Pierre Henry, Half Japanese, T.S.O.L., Animal Collective, The Remains, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Bauhaus, EPMD, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Fela Kuti, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, LL Cool J, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Mission of Burma, Icehouse, Dennis Brown, The Moleskins, Shuggie Otis, Smog, The Fortunes, Ash Ra Tempel, The Index, The Residents, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, This Heat, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Arab on Radar, Drexciya, Stetsasonic, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.

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)