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 Colombia and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Pop Group to the grime 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.

All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kaleidoscope, Andrew Hill, Scratch Acid, Quando Quango, The Cure, Gong, The Raincoats, Electric Light Orchestra, The Motions, The Real Kids, Metal Thangz, Alphaville, Lou Reed, Drexciya, the Swans, Young Marble Giants, Technova, a-ha, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Curtis Mayfield, Ken Boothe, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Lower 48, Mary Jane Girls, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lakeside, Black Flag, ABC, Freddie Wadling, Ralphi Rosario, Gil Scott Heron, The Cramps, Monolake, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Soulsonic Force, Sonny Sharrock, Drive Like Jehu, These Immortal Souls, Barrington Levy, The Trojans, Big Daddy Kane, Spandau Ballet, Interpol, Gang of Four, Joensuu 1685, Rakim, Average White Band, Hot Snakes, Althea and Donna, Sister Nancy, The Dave Clark Five, Rapeman, Neil Young, Qualms, Bluetip, The Litter, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Severed Heads, E-Dancer, The Seeds, Panda Bear, Skarface, The Vogues, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.

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)