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 Philippines and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Skarface to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.

All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Radiohead, Junior Murvin, Negative Approach, World's Most, Parry Music, Cabaret Voltaire, The Blackbyrds, Hoover, Jeff Lynne, John Holt, Roy Ayers, Gastr Del Sol, The Dead C, Moss Icon, Inner City, Scientists, Ice-T, Todd Rundgren, PIL, Bang On A Can, Shuggie Otis, Crash Course in Science, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, MDC, Neu!, Rod Modell, Sight & Sound, Television, Bizarre Inc., Franke, New York Dolls, Alice Coltrane, Dave Gahan, Bronski Beat, Public Image Ltd., The Real Kids, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Electric Prunes, Marshall Jefferson, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Fear, Maurizio, Glambeats Corp., The Vogues, The Misunderstood, The Cramps, Minutemen, ABBA, Robert Wyatt, Index, Sarah Menescal, The Durutti Column, Au Pairs, the Association, the Germs, U.S. Maple, Pantytec, Erykah Badu, Joyce Sims, Max Romeo, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.

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)