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 Afghanistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.

All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Darondo, Country Teasers, Scientists, Bush Tetras, Stockholm Monsters, David McCallum, Excepter, Gong, Gerry Rafferty, Roxy Music, Nas, Dark Day, New York Dolls, Crime, The Fall, The Happenings, Can, A Flock of Seagulls, Archie Shepp, Flamin' Groovies, Al Stewart, Goldenarms, The Remains, Joey Negro, Trumans Water, Chrome, Outsiders, Jerry Gold Smith, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, David Axelrod, Lou Christie, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Smiths, Gang Green, Scratch Acid, The Index, Suicide, Metal Thangz, The Neon Judgement, Graham Central Station, The Black Dice, Visage, Lonnie Liston Smith, Piero Umiliani, Eden Ahbez, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Donny Hathaway, One Last Wish, The Saints, Swans, Louis and Bebe Barron, R.M.O., In Retrospect, DJ Style, The Misunderstood, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Cameo, Fat Boys, Mandrill, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.

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)