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 Kiribati and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash 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 Monks. All the underground hits.

All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gabor Szabo, Lungfish, The Seeds, Gregory Isaacs, Eurythmics, Robert Görl, Television, Wally Richardson, The American Breed, The Dirtbombs, Letta Mbulu, Crash Course in Science, Minnie Riperton, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Pulsallama, The Slits, The Modern Lovers, Idris Muhammad, Bill Wells, Alphaville, Bobbi Humphrey, The Names, Whodini, Shuggie Otis, Maurizio, The Sonics, T.S.O.L., Fatback Band, The Monochrome Set, Eden Ahbez, Al Stewart, Massinfluence, Aural Exciters, Crispian St. Peters, Alice Coltrane, Roxette, Yaz, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Suicide, Scrapy, Radio Birdman, The Moleskins, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Anthony Braxton, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Bob Dylan, Rites of Spring, Swell Maps, 10cc, Bluetip, Los Fastidios, Das Ding, Talk Talk, Eli Mardock, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Music Machine, Joe Finger, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.

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)