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 Haiti and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.

All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Men They Couldn't Hang, The American Breed, Pet Shop Boys, The Star Department, Goldenarms, X-102, Barclay James Harvest, Black Moon, Eric B and Rakim, Pharoah Sanders, The Dave Clark Five, Adolescents, Gang Green, Brass Construction, The Fuzztones, Bad Manners, Slave, Tubeway Army, Sex Pistols, Lucky Dragons, Clear Light, Scan 7, The Seeds, Bill Wells, Cluster, Boogie Down Productions, Fat Boys, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Pretty Things, Jeff Mills, Panda Bear, Chris & Cosey, Warsaw, H. Thieme, Lower 48, X-Ray Spex, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Vogues, Reuben Wilson, Peter and Kerry, Terry Callier, The Doors, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, June Days, Angry Samoans, Girls At Our Best!, Derrick May, cv313, Faraquet, the Association, Vainqueur, Babytalk, Scion, Gabor Szabo, Joy Division, The Gap Band, Kaleidoscope, Stiv Bators, Groovy Waters, The Raincoats, Derrick Morgan, Selector Dub Narcotic, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.

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)