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 Libya and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.

All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Harmonia, Dave Gahan, Jeff Mills, Half Japanese, Surgeon, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, T.S.O.L., Fear, Gichy Dan, Schoolly D, Darondo, Black Moon, The Cure, LL Cool J, Skriet, Television, Cal Tjader, Fort Wilson Riot, Bobby Womack, Duran Duran, Yusef Lateef, Fat Boys, Kenny Larkin, Anakelly, Liaisons Dangereuses, Stereo Dub, Pantytec, Soft Cell, X-102, Sun Ra Arkestra, Drexciya, Model 500, Hasil Adkins, Eric Dolphy, Ash Ra Tempel, Motorama, These Immortal Souls, Lonnie Liston Smith, Roy Ayers, Fatback Band, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, OOIOO, The United States of America, Mr. Review, Bluetip, The Neon Judgement, Black Flag, Guru Guru, Sugar Minott, Television Personalities, Althea and Donna, Kings Of Tomorrow, Shoche, The Raincoats, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Roxy Music, John Lydon, Ossler, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.

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)