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 Bulgaria and from Bologna.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 EPMD to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.

All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Lucky Dragons, Soft Cell, DeepChord presents Echospace, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Model 500, PIL, The Smoke, the Association, Ornette Coleman, Alton Ellis, Delon & Dalcan, Dawn Penn, The New Christs, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Fall, The Associates, T.S.O.L., Sparks, The Wake, Ronan, Joe Finger, Audionom, Black Moon, Eric Copeland, The Invisible, Symarip, The Tremeloes, Sunsets and Hearts, Max Romeo, the Human League, Bobbi Humphrey, Underground Resistance, It's A Beautiful Day, KRS-One, Barclay James Harvest, The Techniques, DJ Style, The Litter, Marcia Griffiths, Neil Young, Mark Hollis, Tim Buckley, Visage, Kayak, Radiopuhelimet, Skaos, Brand Nubian, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Black Bananas, The Black Dice, Rapeman, Maleditus Sound, Dave Gahan, Mad Mike, Ten City, The Sound, Lalo Schifrin, 48th St. Collective, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.

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)