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 Moldova and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ludus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.

All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Talk Talk, Avey Tare, Todd Terry, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Ronnie Foster, China Crisis, The Busters, LL Cool J, Gichy Dan, Black Pus, Barclay James Harvest, Sound Behaviour, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Jerry's Kids, La Düsseldorf, The Standells, kango's stein massive, Guru Guru, OOIOO, Joy Division, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ten City, The Pretty Things, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Happenings, Ossler, Oneida, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Blake Baxter, David McCallum, Shoche, Royal Trux, Bauhaus, The Searchers, Youth Brigade, Lou Reed & Metallica, Flamin' Groovies, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Spandau Ballet, Subhumans, Quadrant, Underground Resistance, The Red Krayola, Scratch Acid, the Slits, Glenn Branca, Main Source, Tom Boy, Infiniti, Qualms, The Sonics, Terry Callier, The Chocolate Watch Band, Bobby Womack, Negative Approach, Niagra, AZ, Depeche Mode, Lower 48, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Mo-Dettes, Suicide, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.

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)