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 Romania and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Cameo to the jazz 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.

All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

Motorama, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, FM Einheit, Roxette, Joy Division, Trumans Water, Bobby Womack, Andrew Hill, Skaos, Oppenheimer Analysis, Marine Girls, Ponytail, Strawberry Alarm Clock, B.T. Express, The Mojo Men, The Monochrome Set, Peter & Gordon, Eve St. Jones, David McCallum, Soulsonic Force, The Skatalites, Panda Bear, Lindisfarne, 48th St. Collective, Ludus, Davy DMX, Suicide, Lou Christie, La Düsseldorf, Gichy Dan, DeepChord presents Echospace, This Heat, Jerry Gold Smith, Ohio Players, Inner City, Susan Cadogan, Brand Nubian, Fat Boys, Tropical Tobacco, The Move, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Nik Kershaw, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Donald Byrd, Prince Buster, Yusef Lateef, Negative Approach, Little Man, Franke, Lucky Dragons, Jeff Lynne, Lyres, Gang Gang Dance, Hasil Adkins, Delon & Dalcan, Suburban Knight, Pharoah Sanders, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Pagans, Minnie Riperton, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)