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 Gambia and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
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 Kas Product to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.

All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

David Bowie, Oneida, Goldenarms, Vladislav Delay, Schoolly D, Lonnie Liston Smith, Skaos, DNA, The Count Five, The Move, Barrington Levy, The Black Dice, Echospace, Isaac Hayes, Los Fastidios, Tim Buckley, Dave Gahan, Howard Jones, Intrusion, Tomorrow, Bizarre Inc., Magazine, Malaria!, Boogie Down Productions, The Sonics, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Brand Nubian, The Cure, Delon & Dalcan, Japan, Can, The Dead C, Masters at Work, Interpol, Kool Moe Dee, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Index, Television Personalities, Funky Four + One, The Grass Roots, Chris & Cosey, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Dual Sessions, Von Mondo, DJ Style, Ronan, Urselle, A Certain Ratio, Dawn Penn, Gastr Del Sol, Laurel Aitken, Minor Threat, The Associates, Negative Approach, Jeff Mills, Livin' Joy, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Stereo Dub, Moby Grape, Drive Like Jehu, Gichy Dan, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.

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)