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 Cyprus and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Public Image Ltd. to the disco 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.

All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Babytalk, Spoonie Gee, The Dave Clark Five, Nils Olav, Monolake, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, cv313, Lalann, the Swans, The Count Five, DeepChord presents Echospace, Gang Gang Dance, Piero Umiliani, Circle Jerks, Terrestrial Tones, Stereo Dub, Technova, Eric B and Rakim, Grey Daturas, Zero Boys, The Smiths, Adolescents, Sonny Sharrock, John Coltrane, Organ, Bluetip, Nation of Ulysses, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Bobby Womack, The Barracudas, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Echospace, Shoche, DNA, The Mighty Diamonds, X-Ray Spex, Ultimate Spinach, Mark Hollis, Negative Approach, Sugar Minott, Cybotron, Kerri Chandler, Aswad, Moss Icon, Popol Vuh, 10cc, One Last Wish, Bang On A Can, Rhythm & Sound, Agitation Free, The Golliwogs, The Gap Band, Sunsets and Hearts, X-102, Half Japanese, Derrick Morgan, Glenn Branca, The Buckinghams, The Flesh Eaters, Tears for Fears, Joyce Sims, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.

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)