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 Kosovo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Juan Atkins to the dance 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.

All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

L. Decosne, Section 25, The Chocolate Watch Band, Larry & the Blue Notes, Mark Hollis, The Slits, Minutemen, Rufus Thomas, Amazonics, Scrapy, Skriet, DeepChord presents Echospace, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Adolescents, Chrome, The Slackers, Can, B.T. Express, Monolake, World's Most, Echo & the Bunnymen, Quando Quango, DNA, Nils Olav, Desert Stars, The Golliwogs, Gang of Four, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, John Foxx, The Knickerbockers, Schoolly D, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Neon Judgement, Television, Masters at Work, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Gap Band, Selector Dub Narcotic, Funkadelic, Howard Jones, Electric Light Orchestra, Wings, Neil Young, cv313, Pierre Henry, Kings Of Tomorrow, Crooked Eye, The Dead C, The Fuzztones, Barbara Tucker, kango's stein massive, Reuben Wilson, Rapeman, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Lakeside, Organ, Lou Reed & John Cale, Malaria!, Tim Buckley, Gastr Del Sol, Oneida, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Robert Wyatt, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.

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)