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 Lebanon and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Human League to the dance 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.

All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Janne Schatter, Amon Düül II, June Days, Crispy Ambulance, Eurythmics, Public Enemy, Thee Headcoats, Lonnie Liston Smith, The Gladiators, Arthur Verocai, The Sound, Crime, Mars, David Axelrod, The Buckinghams, Pet Shop Boys, The Birthday Party, The Human League, Maurizio, kango's stein massive, Sight & Sound, The Vogues, Nico, Mantronix, The Divine Comedy, The Remains, Josef K, Albert Ayler, The Stooges, In Retrospect, Rod Modell, Rites of Spring, Boogie Down Productions, World's Most, Gang Green, Gerry Rafferty, Alton Ellis, Fluxion, Letta Mbulu, Curtis Mayfield, Siglo XX, Rosa Yemen, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The J.B.'s, Freddie Wadling, Dead Boys, Sugar Minott, The Mojo Men, Barclay James Harvest, Graham Central Station, Rotary Connection, Arcadia, Ultravox, 10cc, X-101, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Kevin Saunderson, Sister Nancy, Godley & Creme, Popol Vuh, Public Image Ltd., Index, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.

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)