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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Japan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.

All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

U.S. Maple, Kings Of Tomorrow, Arthur Verocai, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, DeepChord presents Echospace, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Brand Nubian, Stereo Dub, Josef K, The Electric Prunes, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, X-101, Bootsy Collins, The Buckinghams, Essential Logic, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Warren Ellis, Sad Lovers and Giants, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Newcleus, Derrick Morgan, Negative Approach, Lalann, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Sound, Kool Moe Dee, Zero Boys, Ronnie Foster, Section 25, Jerry Gold Smith, Ajijia Myrayebe, Popol Vuh, Whodini, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, One Last Wish, Fort Wilson Riot, The Wake, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Funkadelic, The Skatalites, Robert Görl, Ash Ra Tempel, Theoretical Girls, Wings, Juan Atkins, Lower 48, The Raincoats, Sparks, Young Marble Giants, Cameo, Bad Manners, the Swans, Deakin, Big Daddy Kane, Monks, Beasts of Bourbon, Japan, Tears for Fears, Ludus, Bobby Sherman, The Black Dice, UT, The Vogues, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.

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)