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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scientists to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.

All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Maurizio, Lucky Dragons, June Days, Thee Headcoats, Cal Tjader, Aural Exciters, Panda Bear, Schoolly D, Procol Harum, Animal Collective, Ohio Players, The Red Krayola, The Saints, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Scion, The Pretty Things, Wings, Anthony Braxton, Malaria!, Jerry Gold Smith, Isaac Hayes, Adolescents, Faust, Q and Not U, The Knickerbockers, Section 25, Stereo Dub, Masters at Work, Swans, Amazonics, 10cc, Amon Düül II, Bluetip, Black Sheep, Joyce Sims, Joe Smooth, Youth Brigade, Gerry Rafferty, Marc Almond, Erykah Badu, Lebanon Hanover, Radiopuhelimet, The Motions, Jawbox, T.S.O.L., Agitation Free, Quando Quango, Pantaleimon, Ajijia Myrayebe, Barry Ungar, Lalann, Royal Trux, Morten Harket, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Bronski Beat, Alton Ellis, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Dual Sessions, The Index, Reuben Wilson, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)