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 Israel and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Michelle Simonal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.

All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Steve Hackett, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Louis and Bebe Barron, Man Eating Sloth, Animal Collective, Hoover, Mark Hollis, Nirvana, The Fugs, Agitation Free, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Shoche, Roger Hodgson, Brothers Johnson, Japan, FM Einheit, Brass Construction, Desert Stars, Pylon, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Detroit Cobras, The Last Poets, Drexciya, A Flock of Seagulls, Crispy Ambulance, Pagans, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Rufus Thomas, Minnie Riperton, The Red Krayola, The Count Five, The Slits, It's A Beautiful Day, The Associates, Second Layer, Grauzone, Skriet, Ultravox, The Sisters of Mercy, Wire, Smog, Be Bop Deluxe, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, The Flesh Eaters, Sandy B, Kenny Larkin, Anthony Braxton, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Adolescents, Lou Reed, Patti Smith, Magazine, The Pop Group, Jesper Dahlbäck, Matthew Halsall, Aswad, Public Image Ltd., Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Essential Logic, JFA, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.

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)