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 Comoros and from London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MC5 to the grunge 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.

All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Robert Hood, Josef K, Drexciya, Zero Boys, Althea and Donna, Panda Bear, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Siglo XX, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Matthew Bourne, Infiniti, Big Daddy Kane, Eric B and Rakim, Guru Guru, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Offenders, Stockholm Monsters, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, The Victims, Lou Christie, Los Fastidios, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Wasted Youth, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Joe Smooth, Motorama, Au Pairs, The Blues Magoos, Soulsonic Force, Nas, Connie Case, Ice-T, Hoover, Idris Muhammad, Blake Baxter, Ludus, Man Parrish, Morten Harket, Mandrill, Brick, It's A Beautiful Day, The Motions, Kenny Larkin, Kango’s Stein Massive, Ajijia Myrayebe, Piero Umiliani, Blossom Toes, Cluster, Delta 5, Marmalade, The Sound, Echospace, Alphaville, U.S. Maple, The Associates, Pulsallama, The Music Machine, Accadde A, Fat Boys, Boogie Down Productions, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.

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)