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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Talk Talk to the dance 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 X-101. All the underground hits.

All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

New Age Steppers, The Names, Leonard Cohen, Hashim, Oneida, Absolute Body Control, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Wings, Moebius, Monks, Roxette, Scion, Sonic Youth, Mark Hollis, Wally Richardson, The Remains, Derrick May, Public Image Ltd., Trumans Water, Idris Muhammad, The Gap Band, The Knickerbockers, Yusef Lateef, The Blackbyrds, Accadde A, James Chance & The Contortions, The Golliwogs, FM Einheit, Gregory Isaacs, Arcadia, Gang Starr, Subhumans, Girls At Our Best!, Vladislav Delay, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Average White Band, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Louis and Bebe Barron, OOIOO, Deepchord, Mary Jane Girls, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Sound Behaviour, Rufus Thomas, Todd Terry, the Slits, Drexciya, Pole, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camberwell Now, Young Marble Giants, Nirvana, Brand Nubian, Byron Stingily, Negative Approach, Eric B and Rakim, The Tremeloes, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Blues Magoos, Flamin' Groovies, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.

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)