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 Russia and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Main Source to the dance 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. All the underground hits.

All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Association, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Grass Roots, Graham Central Station, Mars, Ronan, Yaz, Anthony Braxton, Bizarre Inc., MC5, Ronnie Foster, Marc Almond, Marshall Jefferson, Aaron Thompson, Rakim, Electric Prunes, Aloha Tigers, Warsaw, Audionom, Toni Rubio, The Moody Blues, Quantec, Quadrant, Bill Wells, Sex Pistols, Eric Dolphy, China Crisis, Tubeway Army, Joy Division, Steve Hackett, Nas, Bill Near, Ten City, Maurizio, Maleditus Sound, Ice-T, Ultramagnetic MC's, Soul II Soul, Ossler, The Motions, The Cowsills, Urselle, Funky Four + One, Blancmange, Howard Jones, Aural Exciters, Boogie Down Productions, ABC, The Sonics, Trumans Water, Duran Duran, The Music Machine, Fat Boys, Davy DMX, K-Klass, Dead Boys, Michelle Simonal, Sister Nancy, Zapp, Fatback Band, Boz Scaggs, cv313, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.

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)