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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Monolake to the rock 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 10cc. All the underground hits.

All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Tom Boy, Jeru the Damaja, Oblivians, Todd Terry, U.S. Maple, Pole, Deepchord, Average White Band, Wally Richardson, Cabaret Voltaire, Donny Hathaway, Gregory Isaacs, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Todd Rundgren, Popol Vuh, The Victims, Inner City, Leonard Cohen, The Offenders, Gang of Four, Tim Buckley, A Certain Ratio, Thee Headcoats, The Cramps, Goldenarms, Robert Görl, Ultimate Spinach, Joey Negro, Crime, Nas, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Shuggie Otis, The Royal Family And The Poor, Chris & Cosey, Procol Harum, James Chance & The Contortions, Lyres, Sam Rivers, Dennis Brown, Warren Ellis, World's Most, Prince Buster, The Searchers, Ultravox, Easy Going, Marc Almond, Stetsasonic, Thompson Twins, Lee Hazlewood, the Human League, Cameo, the Association, Accadde A, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Model 500, The Detroit Cobras, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Metal Thangz, Underground Resistance, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.

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)