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 Rwanda and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.

All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Skriet, Nas, Vladislav Delay, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Nick Fraelich, Aswad, MDC, Hot Snakes, Ultimate Spinach, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Eric Copeland, Faust, Kerri Chandler, Eden Ahbez, Jeff Lynne, Pierre Henry, Byron Stingily, Stereo Dub, The Remains, Alice Coltrane, The Walker Brothers, The Neon Judgement, Don Cherry, AZ, Television Personalities, Angry Samoans, Simply Red, The Cramps, The Young Rascals, New Order, Bobby Sherman, Boogie Down Productions, The Golliwogs, Isaac Hayes, Bobbi Humphrey, Fad Gadget, The Beau Brummels, Tropical Tobacco, The Zeros, Eli Mardock, Lungfish, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Technova, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sixth Finger, Little Man, Scan 7, Agitation Free, Sister Nancy, B.T. Express, Agent Orange, Gerry Rafferty, Fear, Fugazi, Harmonia, Cymande, World's Most, Inner City, Mark Hollis, Los Fastidios, Rekid, Mo-Dettes, Tears for Fears, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.

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)