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 Finland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Franke to the disco 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.

All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Marshall Jefferson, Kaleidoscope, Vainqueur, The Skatalites, Radiohead, Bad Manners, Graham Central Station, Jandek, Massinfluence, Echo & the Bunnymen, Stereo Dub, DJ Style, Tropical Tobacco, Wally Richardson, Camouflage, Ronan, Erykah Badu, Tears for Fears, Kenny Larkin, Make Up, The Busters, The Sisters of Mercy, Junior Murvin, Lou Reed & John Cale, Organ, Joey Negro, Sex Pistols, Rod Modell, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Alice Coltrane, Gang Gang Dance, Minor Threat, Jeru the Damaja, Bill Wells, Scrapy, Harmonia, The Walker Brothers, Reagan Youth, Derrick Morgan, Electric Prunes, Depeche Mode, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Motorama, Delon & Dalcan, Country Joe & The Fish, Duran Duran, The Divine Comedy, Q and Not U, The Gories, Rites of Spring, Unwound, The Chocolate Watch Band, Fatback Band, The Monochrome Set, Ituana, Anakelly, Johnny Osbourne, Kas Product, Dennis Brown, Sällskapet, Tim Buckley, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.

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)