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 Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lungfish to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.

All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.

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, DeepChord presents Echospace, Audionom, B.T. Express, Quadrant, The Gun Club, Lakeside, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Rites of Spring, K-Klass, Ronnie Foster, Soulsonic Force, James White and The Blacks, Max Romeo, Warsaw, Toni Rubio, Aaron Thompson, Interpol, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Bobby Byrd, Tubeway Army, Loose Ends, Archie Shepp, Altered Images, The Beau Brummels, Lightning Bolt, Mo-Dettes, The New Christs, Kaleidoscope, Sound Behaviour, 48th St. Collective, Adolescents, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Banda Bassotti, Minor Threat, Country Joe & The Fish, Average White Band, Flamin' Groovies, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Flash Fearless, Aural Exciters, Bill Near, Vladislav Delay, Johnny Osbourne, Lindisfarne, Jimmy McGriff, Kayak, Q and Not U, ABC, Marc Almond, Eddi Front, London Community Gospel Choir, Bobby Hutcherson, Grauzone, Skaos, Bizarre Inc., CMW, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Mojo Men, the Normal, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.

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)