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 Turkey and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Offenders to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.

All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Minor Threat, Joy Division, Oneida, Circle Jerks, The Durutti Column, The Sound, The Happenings, The Leaves, Arcadia, Zapp, Ultramagnetic MC's, Schoolly D, Rhythim Is Rhythim, The Alarm Clocks, The Misunderstood, Essential Logic, The Smoke, Camouflage, Kings Of Tomorrow, Joe Finger, DJ Style, Tubeway Army, Soft Cell, Lonnie Liston Smith, L. Decosne, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Man Eating Sloth, Minnie Riperton, Cluster, Steve Hackett, Peter & Gordon, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Infiniti, La Düsseldorf, Robert Hood, John Coltrane, Toni Rubio, DNA, Lee Hazlewood, a-ha, Severed Heads, The Remains, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Tom Boy, R.M.O., Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Sonics, Bang on a Can All-Stars, FM Einheit, KRS-One, Massinfluence, The Offenders, Judy Mowatt, Flamin' Groovies, Terrestrial Tones, Livin' Joy, Donny Hathaway, Michelle Simonal, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)