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 El Salvador and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the electroclash 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

Cal Tjader, Camberwell Now, Rotary Connection, Jerry Gold Smith, Pulsallama, Eddi Front, The Young Rascals, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Chrome, Hasil Adkins, The Shadows of Knight, Can, Stiv Bators, Scan 7, The Barracudas, Sixth Finger, Dorothy Ashby, Sun Ra, The Gap Band, Gang Gang Dance, Terrestrial Tones, Robert Görl, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Liliput, Funkadelic, Max Romeo, Stereo Dub, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Pretty Things, Stetsasonic, Sandy B, Heaven 17, Tomorrow, The Remains, Isaac Hayes, Au Pairs, Oneida, Kings Of Tomorrow, Juan Atkins, The Human League, Ultravox, The Angels of Light, Scrapy, Radiohead, Desert Stars, Robert Hood, Sun Ra Arkestra, Marine Girls, Pylon, New Order, Lonnie Liston Smith, DJ Sneak, Rod Modell, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, The Durutti Column, Qualms, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Toni Rubio, Porter Ricks, Lindisfarne, The Busters, June of 44, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.

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)