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 India and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Vainqueur to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.

All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yazoo, Be Bop Deluxe, Lower 48, Can, Khruangbin, Carl Craig, Juan Atkins, Kango’s Stein Massive, Minutemen, Todd Terry, The Leaves, Fort Wilson Riot, Eric B and Rakim, DJ Sneak, Ornette Coleman, Anakelly, Soft Machine, This Heat, Urselle, Kings Of Tomorrow, Sandy B, Judy Mowatt, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Television Personalities, Tom Boy, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Royal Family And The Poor, John Cale, Groovy Waters, Grey Daturas, Suicide, Panda Bear, Organ, Radio Birdman, Girls At Our Best!, Amon Düül II, Animal Collective, The Dead C, Jimmy McGriff, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Prince Buster, Royal Trux, Q65, Leonard Cohen, Eve St. Jones, Jesper Dahlbäck, Swans, Gong, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Todd Rundgren, Newcleus, Harry Pussy, The Kinks, Country Teasers, Vaughan Mason & Crew, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Sight & Sound, Isaac Hayes, Gregory Isaacs, Sister Nancy, The Slackers, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.

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)