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 Tuvalu and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar 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 Hashim to the jazz 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.

All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Eric Copeland, Newcleus, Crime, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Livin' Joy, Bluetip, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Residents, The Cosmic Jokers, E-Dancer, L. Decosne, Faraquet, D'Angelo, Jeru the Damaja, The Vogues, Kayak, Glambeats Corp., The Seeds, Chris & Cosey, Kas Product, Maurizio, Procol Harum, Loose Ends, Theoretical Girls, Tomorrow, Yellowson, The Wake, Gong, the Association, Gichy Dan, New York Dolls, Ultravox, Pantytec, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Max Romeo, The New Christs, The Birthday Party, Tim Buckley, Desert Stars, The American Breed, Easy Going, June Days, the Soft Cell, Roy Ayers, Eric Dolphy, Vaughan Mason & Crew, B.T. Express, Joey Negro, Jacques Brel, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, The Smiths, The Pretty Things, Gregory Isaacs, Sad Lovers and Giants, Nas, Jesper Dahlback, Todd Terry, Buzzcocks, Erasure, The Cowsills, Camberwell Now, The Slits, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.

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)