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 Afghanistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Yazoo to the punk 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.

All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Janne Schatter, Roxette, Deepchord, Josef K, Darondo, Soul Sonic Force, Shoche, The Fortunes, Sparks, Lonnie Liston Smith, This Heat, Arcadia, Slick Rick, The Evens, The Count Five, Anakelly, Alphaville, The Grass Roots, the Fania All-Stars, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Martian, Johnny Clarke, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Gang Gang Dance, Magma, Jimmy McGriff, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Johnny Osbourne, Oblivians, Hardrive, Bauhaus, Unwound, Lalo Schifrin, Jesper Dahlback, Chrome, Los Fastidios, The Mighty Diamonds, The Busters, Ponytail, The Zeros, L. Decosne, Black Moon, Michelle Simonal, The Black Dice, Lindisfarne, Hasil Adkins, JFA, Amazonics, Leonard Cohen, Delta 5, China Crisis, Junior Murvin, Ronan, Index, Quadrant, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Lyres, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Ash Ra Tempel, The Mummies, Carl Craig, The Angels of Light, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.

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)