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 Ethiopia and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the funk 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.

All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Soul Sonic Force, Derrick May, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Throbbing Gristle, Khruangbin, Zero Boys, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Davy DMX, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Lyres, The Mighty Diamonds, Roxy Music, Morten Harket, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Intrusion, Alison Limerick, The Count Five, Ten City, Y Pants, Joyce Sims, Sam Rivers, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Josef K, Camberwell Now, Basic Channel, Fifty Foot Hose, Bobbi Humphrey, Symarip, Arthur Verocai, The Sonics, Ornette Coleman, UT, Funkadelic, ABBA, Peter & Gordon, Lakeside, Wally Richardson, LL Cool J, Deadbeat, Iggy Pop, Rufus Thomas, Sugar Minott, Big Daddy Kane, Brick, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Gories, DNA, Nils Olav, Eve St. Jones, Circle Jerks, Lindisfarne, Terrestrial Tones, Kerrie Biddell, Suicide, Cal Tjader, Tubeway Army, Leonard Cohen, Roger Hodgson, A Flock of Seagulls, The Blues Magoos, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.

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)