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 Jamaica and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Massinfluence to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.

All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

FM Einheit, Johnny Osbourne, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Morten Harket, Fela Kuti, Barbara Tucker, Radiopuhelimet, Little Man, Negative Approach, Ornette Coleman, The Smiths, Eric B and Rakim, Soul II Soul, Warren Ellis, Rakim, Babytalk, DeepChord presents Echospace, Black Moon, Glenn Branca, The Slackers, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Frankie Knuckles, Basic Channel, Second Layer, Maleditus Sound, The Stooges, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Marine Girls, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Symarip, Sparks, the Bar-Kays, Alice Coltrane, Ohio Players, June Days, U.S. Maple, Bauhaus, the Association, Roxette, Public Enemy, The Cowsills, Piero Umiliani, Eric Dolphy, Eyeless In Gaza, Livin' Joy, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Oblivians, Terrestrial Tones, Boredoms, Grey Daturas, The Modern Lovers, Icehouse, Echospace, Freddie Wadling, Lee Hazlewood, Rotary Connection, Shoche, Massinfluence, Dawn Penn, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.

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)