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 South Africa and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mission of Burma to the rap 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.

All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

ABBA, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Hot Snakes, Groovy Waters, Jerry's Kids, Surgeon, Infiniti, Banda Bassotti, Quadrant, Jawbox, the Human League, Clear Light, Davy DMX, The Chocolate Watch Band, Eden Ahbez, The Slits, Von Mondo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Crispian St. Peters, The Raincoats, Sarah Menescal, The Evens, The Smiths, Soulsonic Force, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lalo Schifrin, EPMD, The Real Kids, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Robert Wyatt, Curtis Mayfield, Nick Fraelich, X-102, Sam Rivers, Louis and Bebe Barron, Cal Tjader, Mark Hollis, Black Pus, Flipper, Jesper Dahlback, Bobby Byrd, Delon & Dalcan, Mission of Burma, Lou Reed & Metallica, 10cc, Sunsets and Hearts, Young Marble Giants, Tom Boy, Visage, Joensuu 1685, Reagan Youth, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Marine Girls, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Gichy Dan, The Royal Family And The Poor, the Bar-Kays, Marvin Gaye, Maleditus Sound, The Mojo Men, Harpers Bizarre, Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.

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)