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 Croatia and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eric Dolphy to the techno 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.

All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Sarah Menescal, Soft Cell, Sixth Finger, Bob Dylan, Throbbing Gristle, Sad Lovers and Giants, Jeff Mills, Suburban Knight, The Alarm Clocks, John Foxx, The Sonics, Cecil Taylor, Blake Baxter, Kerrie Biddell, Joe Smooth, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Surgeon, cv313, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Bill Near, Andrew Hill, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Pylon, Radiohead, Kerri Chandler, Roxette, The Royal Family And The Poor, Nick Fraelich, Crispian St. Peters, Boogie Down Productions, Babytalk, This Heat, Derrick May, Stetsasonic, The Dave Clark Five, Lalo Schifrin, Quando Quango, Pierre Henry, Peter & Gordon, Strawberry Alarm Clock, PIL, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Techniques, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Japan, Kenny Larkin, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Eric Copeland, DNA, James White and The Blacks, The Dead C, Roxy Music, Barrington Levy, Boz Scaggs, The Five Americans, ABC, Second Layer, Piero Umiliani, Marvin Gaye, The Cure, B.T. Express, Severed Heads, Heaven 17, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)