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 Thailand and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.

All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Eric B and Rakim, Section 25, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Deakin, the Swans, Girls At Our Best!, Amazonics, The Five Americans, John Coltrane, Motorama, The Toasters, Kaleidoscope, Q and Not U, Swell Maps, Ponytail, Bobby Hutcherson, the Soft Cell, John Cale, Archie Shepp, Zero Boys, Gang of Four, Peter & Gordon, The Mojo Men, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Cymande, Visage, Tomorrow, Desert Stars, Sly & The Family Stone, Talk Talk, The Sisters of Mercy, The Royal Family And The Poor, Jeff Mills, Be Bop Deluxe, The Durutti Column, Bootsy Collins, The Last Poets, Echo & the Bunnymen, Harry Pussy, Stereo Dub, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Rakim, H. Thieme, Absolute Body Control, Hardrive, The Grass Roots, La Düsseldorf, Gang Gang Dance, Franke, Scion, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Albert Ayler, Wings, Marvin Gaye, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Idris Muhammad, Kool Moe Dee, Gang Starr, X-102, Niagra, Lindisfarne, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.

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)