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 Uruguay and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Loose Ends to the grunge 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.

All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Dual Sessions, Alphaville, Bizarre Inc., Outsiders, Absolute Body Control, Stockholm Monsters, Connie Case, Nation of Ulysses, Maurizio, Barry Ungar, Boz Scaggs, Gerry Rafferty, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Toni Rubio, the Slits, Alton Ellis, Pagans, the Swans, Godley & Creme, Kerri Chandler, Black Bananas, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, David Bowie, In Retrospect, Rhythm & Sound, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Stetsasonic, Sonic Youth, Hashim, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Avey Tare, Anakelly, A Certain Ratio, Television Personalities, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Doors, X-102, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Motorama, Tears for Fears, John Foxx, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Kaleidoscope, Jesper Dahlbäck, Spoonie Gee, Bang On A Can, Girls At Our Best!, World's Most, Radio Birdman, Tres Demented, Eric B and Rakim, Moebius, The Gap Band, Boogie Down Productions, Rod Modell, Sun Ra, Liaisons Dangereuses, Cluster, Essential Logic, Sarah Menescal, DeepChord presents Echospace, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.

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)