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 Senegal and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Deakin to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.

All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Slave, Lou Reed, London Community Gospel Choir, Ralphi Rosario, Robert Wyatt, Subhumans, Massinfluence, Lightning Bolt, Judy Mowatt, Alphaville, Khruangbin, Pussy Galore, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Traffic Nightmare, AZ, Black Flag, The Happenings, Al Stewart, Groovy Waters, Magma, The Evens, The Last Poets, Thompson Twins, China Crisis, Loose Ends, Newcleus, Gastr Del Sol, Bobby Sherman, A Certain Ratio, Jerry's Kids, Sun Ra Arkestra, Crash Course in Science, Cluster, Peter & Gordon, Vainqueur, Ultravox, The Monks, Scion, Rites of Spring, The Modern Lovers, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gong, The Raincoats, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Outsiders, Amon Düül II, Pet Shop Boys, Oneida, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, X-102, Kerrie Biddell, Patti Smith, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Ludus, Faraquet, PIL, Johnny Osbourne, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Sparks, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.

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)