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 Tunisia and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ultimate Spinach to the punk 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.

All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Loose Ends, Stereo Dub, Liliput, Sarah Menescal, Fela Kuti, Ultra Naté, 8 Eyed Spy, Spandau Ballet, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Black Moon, The Pop Group, Rosa Yemen, Jesper Dahlbäck, Alton Ellis, Tim Buckley, Kaleidoscope, The Trojans, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Lakeside, The Electric Prunes, Crooked Eye, Easy Going, The Doors, Roy Ayers, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Yusef Lateef, Bill Near, Banda Bassotti, Whodini, Procol Harum, Underground Resistance, Jimmy McGriff, Crash Course in Science, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Mojo Men, Adolescents, The Cowsills, The Gap Band, James Chance & The Contortions, Wire, Curtis Mayfield, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Skaos, Jeff Mills, Scott Walker, Wings, Public Enemy, Oppenheimer Analysis, Fat Boys, The Slackers, Gregory Isaacs, Nirvana, Lou Reed, Nas, Schoolly D, Half Japanese, The Sisters of Mercy, The Chocolate Watch Band, Royal Trux, Eurythmics, Soulsonic Force, Sparks, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.

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)