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 Zimbabwe and from New York.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the rock 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 June Days. All the underground hits.

All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gang Green, Alton Ellis, Cymande, the Human League, Organ, Amazonics, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, ABC, Stereo Dub, Quando Quango, ABBA, Andrew Hill, Hot Snakes, Bronski Beat, Soul II Soul, Aswad, Mark Hollis, Depeche Mode, Subhumans, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Leaves, Erykah Badu, Matthew Halsall, Gang Starr, The Evens, Urselle, Girls At Our Best!, The Toasters, Amon Düül II, La Düsseldorf, Model 500, A Certain Ratio, The Human League, The Fugs, Kango’s Stein Massive, FM Einheit, New Order, Bootsy Collins, Davy DMX, Delon & Dalcan, Moss Icon, Johnny Clarke, The Index, Derrick Morgan, Prince Buster, Rhythm & Sound, Jeff Mills, Easy Going, Ohio Players, Nico, Sight & Sound, Colin Newman, Blancmange, David McCallum, Guru Guru, Black Moon, The Flesh Eaters, Nik Kershaw, Das Ding, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.

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)