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 Lithuania and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 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 Half Japanese to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.

All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Sisters of Mercy, Rosa Yemen, Brothers Johnson, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Slackers, Darondo, Harmonia, Deakin, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The Doobie Brothers, Gang of Four, K-Klass, Motorama, Ituana, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Detroit Cobras, Outsiders, Marmalade, Bob Dylan, Duran Duran, Eve St. Jones, The Durutti Column, Aaron Thompson, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, A Flock of Seagulls, The Mummies, Mr. Review, Bobby Hutcherson, The Motions, Mandrill, Arthur Verocai, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Dave Clark Five, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, T.S.O.L., The Fire Engines, Magazine, Grandmaster Flash, John Lydon, Radiopuhelimet, Goldenarms, Visage, Reagan Youth, E-Dancer, The Raincoats, The Knickerbockers, In Retrospect, Basic Channel, Essential Logic, Icehouse, Camouflage, ABC, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Cymande, Youth Brigade, Pharoah Sanders, L. Decosne, Lucky Dragons, Lou Reed & Metallica, Dawn Penn, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.

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)