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 Austria and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Drexciya to the jazz 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.

All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Anthony Braxton, A Certain Ratio, Slick Rick, Black Sheep, Procol Harum, Jacob Miller, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, In Retrospect, Lebanon Hanover, The Dave Clark Five, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Eli Mardock, Bobbi Humphrey, Gong, DJ Sneak, The Kinks, Cal Tjader, Accadde A, John Foxx, Rhythm & Sound, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Gastr Del Sol, Cheater Slicks, Talk Talk, Khruangbin, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Knickerbockers, Gil Scott Heron, Organ, Pole, Pharoah Sanders, Arcadia, Adolescents, Pierre Henry, Ultravox, The Zeros, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Mojo Men, Spoonie Gee, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Dennis Brown, Peter & Gordon, Easy Going, EPMD, Sonny Sharrock, Alison Limerick, Wasted Youth, Marc Almond, Panda Bear, The Five Americans, Brass Construction, Lindisfarne, The Flesh Eaters, London Community Gospel Choir, Freddie Wadling, Stockholm Monsters, Electric Light Orchestra, Warren Ellis, The Walker Brothers, CMW, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.

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)