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 Benin and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.

All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Association, Warren Ellis, Main Source, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Sly & The Family Stone, Eli Mardock, Godley & Creme, Sunsets and Hearts, The American Breed, Eddi Front, Scrapy, Nico, The Fire Engines, Popol Vuh, Kerrie Biddell, Black Sheep, the Slits, The Divine Comedy, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Chocolate Watch Band, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gabor Szabo, Kevin Saunderson, Aswad, The Young Rascals, Japan, Jerry Gold Smith, Peter and Kerry, Alton Ellis, Gerry Rafferty, Kango’s Stein Massive, kango's stein massive, The Count Five, The Alarm Clocks, Fluxion, Archie Shepp, Howard Jones, Stereo Dub, ABBA, Schoolly D, Boz Scaggs, Agent Orange, Brothers Johnson, Deepchord, The Modern Lovers, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Moby Grape, The Sonics, Absolute Body Control, Alice Coltrane, The J.B.'s, Maurizio, Soul Sonic Force, Liaisons Dangereuses, Motorama, Electric Prunes, Cluster, the Human League, Intrusion, The Human League, Ponytail, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.

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)