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 Norway and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flipper to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.

All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Red Krayola, Aswad, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Bobby Byrd, Gregory Isaacs, ABBA, Icehouse, Black Sheep, Bob Dylan, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Au Pairs, Lee Hazlewood, Mr. Review, DNA, Junior Murvin, Moby Grape, Altered Images, The Beau Brummels, Trumans Water, Monks, Brothers Johnson, Jacob Miller, Buzzcocks, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Wally Richardson, Barclay James Harvest, Skriet, The Invisible, Scan 7, Andrew Hill, Hoover, Rosa Yemen, Ken Boothe, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Birthday Party, Blossom Toes, Faust, Slave, Whodini, Lou Reed & Metallica, Rakim, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Massinfluence, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Velvet Underground, The Skatalites, Althea and Donna, Alton Ellis, The Pop Group, Robert Wyatt, Public Image Ltd., Piero Umiliani, Bizarre Inc., The Motions, The Blues Magoos, One Last Wish, The Music Machine, Royal Trux, Jesper Dahlbäck, New Order, Rhythm & Sound, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.

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)