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 Russia and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 Fatback Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.

All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kool Moe Dee, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Echo & the Bunnymen, New Order, Kerrie Biddell, X-101, David Bowie, Sparks, Peter and Kerry, Guru Guru, Howard Jones, Metal Thangz, Gang Gang Dance, Chrome, The Star Department, the Germs, Talk Talk, Yaz, The Cure, Duran Duran, The Toasters, Cabaret Voltaire, Kas Product, Cluster, the Soft Cell, Fat Boys, Aswad, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Bush Tetras, Godley & Creme, Eric Copeland, Wire, The Slackers, Can, Yusef Lateef, Gang Green, Cybotron, Lou Reed & John Cale, Los Fastidios, U.S. Maple, Sonny Sharrock, Judy Mowatt, Faust, Jandek, Amazonics, Throbbing Gristle, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Brothers Johnson, Main Source, D'Angelo, The Skatalites, The Fuzztones, Panda Bear, Infiniti, Freddie Wadling, Henry Cow, Fatback Band, Bobby Sherman, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.

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)