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 Madagascar and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bizarre Inc. 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.

All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

D'Angelo, JFA, FM Einheit, Saccharine Trust, Alton Ellis, Susan Cadogan, Cecil Taylor, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Altered Images, Jandek, Kango’s Stein Massive, Suicide, Peter and Kerry, Gichy Dan, Robert Görl, Gregory Isaacs, The Happenings, 48th St. Collective, Nils Olav, Boz Scaggs, Peter & Gordon, The Slits, The Mojo Men, DeepChord presents Echospace, Marmalade, Dawn Penn, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Television Personalities, Section 25, Chris Corsano, The Selecter, the Association, Eric Copeland, Moss Icon, Swans, Cheater Slicks, Flipper, Stetsasonic, Heaven 17, Kevin Saunderson, Oppenheimer Analysis, Loose Ends, La Düsseldorf, Camouflage, Minny Pops, Dead Boys, Stiv Bators, UT, Letta Mbulu, The Walker Brothers, Parry Music, The Fire Engines, Janne Schatter, Erykah Badu, Gang Starr, Marine Girls, Mary Jane Girls, David Bowie, Bauhaus, Terrestrial Tones, The Fall, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.

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)