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 Tajikistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Wolf Eyes to the electroclash 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 Smog. All the underground hits.

All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Isaac Hayes, Peter and Kerry, The Moleskins, Ice-T, Ronnie Foster, Marine Girls, DJ Sneak, Althea and Donna, Moss Icon, The Fuzztones, Robert Hood, Brothers Johnson, The Fortunes, Big Daddy Kane, Barbara Tucker, Banda Bassotti, Brick, The Busters, Joey Negro, Desert Stars, Section 25, Josef K, Boz Scaggs, Rod Modell, cv313, Zero Boys, The Gun Club, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Jacob Miller, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ohio Players, Crash Course in Science, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, La Düsseldorf, Sun Ra Arkestra, Electric Prunes, Yellowson, Judy Mowatt, Severed Heads, Moby Grape, Chris & Cosey, Jeff Lynne, K-Klass, Gerry Rafferty, Hardrive, Scan 7, The Victims, Public Image Ltd., Whodini, Amon Düül, Agent Orange, New Order, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Country Teasers, DNA, Funkadelic, Talk Talk, Hashim, Sugar Minott, Bobby Womack, The Moody Blues, Hot Snakes, Marshall Jefferson, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.

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)