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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sparks to the jazz 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 X-102. All the underground hits.

All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Buckinghams, Cal Tjader, Slick Rick, Sly & The Family Stone, Matthew Bourne, Sandy B, John Cale, Yazoo, World's Most, Quantec, Jimmy McGriff, Amazonics, Alison Limerick, X-Ray Spex, Rotary Connection, Rites of Spring, Theoretical Girls, Sarah Menescal, Ralphi Rosario, The Cramps, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Grass Roots, The Electric Prunes, The Knickerbockers, Eyeless In Gaza, Buzzcocks, Ornette Coleman, Eden Ahbez, Cybotron, Con Funk Shun, Todd Terry, Soft Machine, Ultramagnetic MC's, Bizarre Inc., Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Star Department, The Residents, The Fire Engines, John Holt, Masters at Work, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Archie Shepp, David Bowie, Jesper Dahlback, Pagans, This Heat, The Count Five, The Blackbyrds, Joy Division, Skriet, Smog, Josef K, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Rapeman, Joe Finger, Section 25, Sugar Minott, Technova, Swell Maps, Ludus, Peter & Gordon, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.

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)