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 Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Edmonton and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia 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 Metal Thangz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.

All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Glenn Branca, The Vogues, Second Layer, The Pretty Things, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Mo-Dettes, The Move, Rhythm & Sound, Bang On A Can, Audionom, The Trojans, Matthew Bourne, Gregory Isaacs, Erykah Badu, Aswad, Derrick May, The Walker Brothers, Kaleidoscope, Amon Düül, The Associates, Jacques Brel, Stetsasonic, Jesper Dahlbäck, Yaz, Marcia Griffiths, Bill Near, the Human League, Flipper, Donny Hathaway, Nation of Ulysses, OOIOO, X-101, cv313, Basic Channel, Heavy D & The Boyz, Michelle Simonal, Au Pairs, Sam Rivers, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Birthday Party, Throbbing Gristle, The Young Rascals, The Last Poets, The Invisible, Robert Hood, Larry & the Blue Notes, La Düsseldorf, DJ Style, Organ, Moebius, the Swans, Beasts of Bourbon, The Sonics, Derrick Morgan, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, The Seeds, Rekid, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Stockholm Monsters, CMW, Harpers Bizarre, Flamin' Groovies, Lindisfarne, The Music Machine, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.

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)