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 Niger and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 Mantronix to the rap 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.

All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Agitation Free, Tim Buckley, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Warren Ellis, Patti Smith, L. Decosne, The Motions, Peter & Gordon, Model 500, Fear, The Shadows of Knight, Infiniti, The Jesus and Mary Chain, cv313, Nik Kershaw, Davy DMX, Oblivians, The Neon Judgement, ABBA, Dawn Penn, Traffic Nightmare, Maleditus Sound, Erasure, Unrelated Segments, Electric Light Orchestra, Scientists, Talk Talk, Pharoah Sanders, The Royal Family And The Poor, Donny Hathaway, Clear Light, Rapeman, These Immortal Souls, Warsaw, Thee Headcoats, Funkadelic, DeepChord presents Echospace, Nation of Ulysses, Animal Collective, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Arab on Radar, Japan, Moebius, Rosa Yemen, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Selector Dub Narcotic, Terrestrial Tones, Reuben Wilson, The Real Kids, Jeff Mills, the Bar-Kays, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Audionom, The Dirtbombs, Ralphi Rosario, David Bowie, The Tremeloes, Louis and Bebe Barron, David McCallum, Faraquet, Trumans Water, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.

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)