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 Armenia and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brick to the funk 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 MC5. All the underground hits.

All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bobby Sherman, Flamin' Groovies, Scott Walker, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Matthew Halsall, kango's stein massive, Bootsy Collins, Theoretical Girls, Niagra, Archie Shepp, Beasts of Bourbon, The Blackbyrds, Radiopuhelimet, Joensuu 1685, Janne Schatter, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Shadows of Knight, Inner City, X-102, The Raincoats, Gerry Rafferty, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Blancmange, 10cc, The Divine Comedy, Kango’s Stein Massive, Arcadia, Bluetip, Moby Grape, Sam Rivers, The Human League, Nico, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Cheater Slicks, Mad Mike, The Selecter, Funkadelic, Eve St. Jones, The Litter, Swell Maps, Spoonie Gee, Throbbing Gristle, Khruangbin, The Gun Club, D'Angelo, the Association, Neu!, Susan Cadogan, Skaos, Tomorrow, Rod Modell, Henry Cow, Boz Scaggs, Loose Ends, The Angels of Light, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Fortunes, Ajijia Myrayebe, Rapeman, The Monochrome Set, Jimmy McGriff, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.

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)