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 Slovenia and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gerry Rafferty to the techno 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 Q65. All the underground hits.

All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Josef K, Cymande, The Real Kids, Curtis Mayfield, Swans, Faraquet, Gil Scott Heron, The Knickerbockers, Liliput, Talk Talk, Albert Ayler, Lou Reed & John Cale, Marvin Gaye, Unwound, Fugazi, Q65, Heavy D & The Boyz, London Community Gospel Choir, Brothers Johnson, Eli Mardock, Dorothy Ashby, Fat Boys, Dead Boys, Crispian St. Peters, Kings Of Tomorrow, Chris & Cosey, Grey Daturas, Black Flag, Susan Cadogan, Pole, Silicon Teens, Adolescents, The Detroit Cobras, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, The Pretty Things, Kas Product, Buzzcocks, Matthew Halsall, The Slackers, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Wolf Eyes, Crime, The Sonics, MDC, Television, the Swans, The Skatalites, D'Angelo, Scrapy, Kurtis Blow, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Hoover, Y Pants, Soulsonic Force, Johnny Osbourne, Flamin' Groovies, Kerrie Biddell, Beasts of Bourbon, The Residents, Moby Grape, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.

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)