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 Angola and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Easy Going to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.

All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

James Chance & The Contortions, Eli Mardock, Qualms, Section 25, Kas Product, Audionom, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Erykah Badu, Sexual Harrassment, Tim Buckley, Delta 5, Desert Stars, Faraquet, the Normal, Simply Red, Rapeman, Eve St. Jones, T.S.O.L., Kerri Chandler, Zero Boys, Delon & Dalcan, Johnny Osbourne, The Cowsills, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Brand Nubian, The Durutti Column, Index, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Mars, The Monks, JFA, Severed Heads, Terrestrial Tones, Negative Approach, Fort Wilson Riot, Livin' Joy, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Lower 48, The Motions, The Cramps, Mission of Burma, The Offenders, Donald Byrd, Q65, The Angels of Light, the Swans, Sunsets and Hearts, Groovy Waters, The Music Machine, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Eric Dolphy, Young Marble Giants, Hashim, Youth Brigade, CMW, Lou Christie, Aural Exciters, Adolescents, Gong, The Grass Roots, Kings Of Tomorrow, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.

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)