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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skaos to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.

All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Angry Samoans, Steve Hackett, Von Mondo, The Smoke, Black Bananas, Ponytail, Fela Kuti, Blossom Toes, Echo & the Bunnymen, T.S.O.L., Moss Icon, Bill Wells, The Divine Comedy, Sound Behaviour, Country Teasers, Janne Schatter, The Durutti Column, The Standells, Isaac Hayes, Kings Of Tomorrow, Infiniti, The Fuzztones, The Beau Brummels, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Bootsy's Rubber Band, New Age Steppers, Half Japanese, The Birthday Party, Mo-Dettes, Kurtis Blow, Barry Ungar, Tubeway Army, Tim Buckley, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Gories, Toni Rubio, Moby Grape, Bluetip, Essential Logic, Kevin Saunderson, Vladislav Delay, Basic Channel, Grandmaster Flash, Rufus Thomas, Dorothy Ashby, The Monochrome Set, Y Pants, ABC, The Victims, Tres Demented, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Mad Mike, Rhythm & Sound, Sam Rivers, DJ Style, Laurel Aitken, Peter & Gordon, Sällskapet, Crash Course in Science, Scientists, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.

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)