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 Kenya and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Blake Baxter 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 Technova. All the underground hits.

All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Kas Product, Robert Hood, Idris Muhammad, Agitation Free, MC5, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Girls At Our Best!, Danielle Patucci, The Sonics, H. Thieme, Bobby Hutcherson, Darondo, Country Teasers, Moebius, Ultramagnetic MC's, Delta 5, The J.B.'s, The Fortunes, Unrelated Segments, Supertramp, Peter and Kerry, Unwound, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Joy Division, Pantaleimon, The Selecter, Dual Sessions, Blake Baxter, Lou Christie, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Warsaw, Scientists, Matthew Halsall, Mary Jane Girls, Patti Smith, Country Joe & The Fish, Deadbeat, Godley & Creme, Sparks, Bluetip, Dave Gahan, Procol Harum, Tropical Tobacco, Circle Jerks, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Inner City, Bobby Womack, Q and Not U, Michelle Simonal, Bill Wells, Boredoms, Eric Copeland, R.M.O., Joyce Sims, Silicon Teens, The Cowsills, Rotary Connection, Swans, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Section 25, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.

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)