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 Thailand and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.

All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sun Ra, The Index, Kurtis Blow, Tim Buckley, Minny Pops, The Black Dice, Pulsallama, FM Einheit, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Mo-Dettes, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, The Golliwogs, Unwound, Chris & Cosey, Ronan, Godley & Creme, Boredoms, The Zeros, John Holt, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, the Germs, James White and The Blacks, Jesper Dahlback, June of 44, These Immortal Souls, Johnny Osbourne, Suburban Knight, Tres Demented, Bobby Womack, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Louis and Bebe Barron, Lou Christie, Selector Dub Narcotic, David McCallum, Negative Approach, Bobby Sherman, Surgeon, Skriet, Metal Thangz, MDC, Chris Corsano, Blossom Toes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Alison Limerick, Gabor Szabo, Youth Brigade, The United States of America, Janne Schatter, Davy DMX, New Order, Sun Ra Arkestra, Excepter, Eurythmics, Jandek, Roy Ayers, Dennis Brown, Marcia Griffiths, Toni Rubio, Cluster, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Colin Newman, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.

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)