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 Kuwait and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the grunge 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.

All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Marvin Gaye, Colin Newman, The Flesh Eaters, Piero Umiliani, Barclay James Harvest, Fifty Foot Hose, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Peter and Kerry, Jeff Lynne, Schoolly D, Ultravox, Bluetip, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Sällskapet, La Düsseldorf, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Davy DMX, Michelle Simonal, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Saccharine Trust, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wasted Youth, Porter Ricks, Inner City, Heaven 17, Marmalade, Glambeats Corp., Black Pus, Goldenarms, Nils Olav, Chrome, Sister Nancy, Kango’s Stein Massive, Pharoah Sanders, Rekid, Altered Images, Suicide, The Toasters, Soft Machine, Magma, Arcadia, Public Image Ltd., Eddi Front, Shoche, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Von Mondo, Robert Görl, Grey Daturas, Bronski Beat, Rosa Yemen, The Beau Brummels, The Shadows of Knight, Adolescents, Jeff Mills, The Techniques, The Saints, The Black Dice, Marc Almond, The Barracudas, The Doors, Judy Mowatt, FM Einheit, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.

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)