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 Poland and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Eddi Front to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.

All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Country Teasers, Negative Approach, Ash Ra Tempel, Con Funk Shun, Camberwell Now, Talk Talk, Moebius, Sparks, Smog, Tim Buckley, Tubeway Army, Fela Kuti, Rosa Yemen, The Modern Lovers, The Happenings, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Misunderstood, the Soft Cell, Clear Light, James Chance & The Contortions, R.M.O., Hasil Adkins, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Five Americans, Robert Hood, Swell Maps, John Foxx, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Pharoah Sanders, The Buckinghams, Joy Division, Saccharine Trust, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobby Sherman, Yazoo, OOIOO, Altered Images, Eric B and Rakim, Public Image Ltd., Donald Byrd, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Sunsets and Hearts, Boz Scaggs, Suicide, Simply Red, Johnny Osbourne, Susan Cadogan, Royal Trux, The Music Machine, Connie Case, Amon Düül II, Gang of Four, Rakim, Flash Fearless, ABC, The Index, The Wake, Second Layer, Sister Nancy, Archie Shepp, The Moody Blues, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.

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)