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 Kazakhstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 crunk 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.

All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Toni Rubio, The Golliwogs, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, The Royal Family And The Poor, X-101, Ralphi Rosario, Ten City, Ituana, Massinfluence, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, EPMD, Ash Ra Tempel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Matthew Bourne, Kango’s Stein Massive, Pole, Lonnie Liston Smith, Fifty Foot Hose, Prince Buster, Marshall Jefferson, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Joy Division, Sparks, Todd Terry, Funky Four + One, Sex Pistols, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Gang Starr, Soft Cell, Con Funk Shun, MC5, Alphaville, Trumans Water, Eric Copeland, Sixth Finger, Jawbox, Sugar Minott, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Eli Mardock, Eric B and Rakim, Quando Quango, Nas, X-Ray Spex, It's A Beautiful Day, New Age Steppers, The Pretty Things, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Aaron Thompson, Fela Kuti, Danielle Patucci, Excepter, Sound Behaviour, Scion, Byron Stingily, Slave, Neu!, Pantytec, The Barracudas, Pet Shop Boys, cv313, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.

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)