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 San Marino and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Young Marble Giants to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.

All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Maleditus Sound, The Beau Brummels, One Last Wish, The Gap Band, Terry Callier, Severed Heads, The Trojans, Brass Construction, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Rapeman, Roxette, Agent Orange, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Fort Wilson Riot, Au Pairs, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Black Pus, Barrington Levy, CMW, Echospace, The Stooges, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Marcia Griffiths, Black Flag, Sonic Youth, Roy Ayers, 8 Eyed Spy, The Residents, Alice Coltrane, Funkadelic, Audionom, Whodini, Sun Ra, Livin' Joy, Stiv Bators, The Fire Engines, Harpers Bizarre, Visage, The Names, Dawn Penn, Marshall Jefferson, Black Moon, Scion, Hot Snakes, L. Decosne, Symarip, Faraquet, Model 500, the Fania All-Stars, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Mojo Men, The Happenings, Nik Kershaw, Grey Daturas, John Coltrane, Angry Samoans, Swell Maps, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.

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)