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 Belarus and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Johnny Clarke to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.

All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Rhythm & Sound, The Fortunes, Byron Stingily, the Human League, Hot Snakes, Tears for Fears, Au Pairs, The Associates, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Derrick Morgan, Don Cherry, Liaisons Dangereuses, Groovy Waters, Vainqueur, Pantaleimon, The Vogues, Tommy Roe, Soul II Soul, Scion, The Mummies, The Standells, Gong, The Misunderstood, T. Rex, Lucky Dragons, The Slits, Quando Quango, Intrusion, Aaron Thompson, Faraquet, X-102, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Leaves, Crime, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Connie Case, Roger Hodgson, Warsaw, The Modern Lovers, Ralphi Rosario, R.M.O., The Stooges, the Normal, Rites of Spring, Davy DMX, Trumans Water, Ajijia Myrayebe, Bush Tetras, Gabor Szabo, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Nils Olav, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Jandek, The Jesus and Mary Chain, OOIOO, The Seeds, Cymande, Curtis Mayfield, A Certain Ratio, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.

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)