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 Brunei and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the grunge 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.

All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Electric Light Orchestra, The Fire Engines, Funkadelic, Aaron Thompson, Gerry Rafferty, Janne Schatter, Traffic Nightmare, Davy DMX, This Heat, Nils Olav, Scratch Acid, Altered Images, the Human League, Maurizio, Lou Reed, Minny Pops, James White and The Blacks, Swell Maps, Derrick May, Ultravox, Rites of Spring, Camouflage, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Hardrive, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Sixth Finger, Soul Sonic Force, Alison Limerick, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Animal Collective, The Star Department, The Monochrome Set, The Blackbyrds, Sarah Menescal, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Dave Clark Five, The Fugs, Japan, Amazonics, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Surgeon, The United States of America, Section 25, Archie Shepp, Robert Wyatt, Man Eating Sloth, Sällskapet, The Royal Family And The Poor, Deepchord, The Walker Brothers, Mantronix, Ultramagnetic MC's, PIL, 10cc, Fear, 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)