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 Spain and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Monochrome Set to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.

All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Be Bop Deluxe, This Heat, Gastr Del Sol, Porter Ricks, Bobby Hutcherson, Gang Green, The Mojo Men, Icehouse, Davy DMX, Ash Ra Tempel, KRS-One, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, UT, Second Layer, Panda Bear, Nils Olav, Warsaw, Andrew Hill, The Stooges, Glambeats Corp., Adolescents, Echospace, Ultramagnetic MC's, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Bill Wells, Delta 5, Blossom Toes, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Letta Mbulu, AZ, Lalann, The Flesh Eaters, Swans, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Duran Duran, Wally Richardson, Bang On A Can, The Fire Engines, Dennis Brown, Quadrant, The Cosmic Jokers, cv313, Electric Prunes, Youth Brigade, Sly & The Family Stone, Surgeon, Bad Manners, Tropical Tobacco, The Red Krayola, Skaos, Groovy Waters, The Royal Family And The Poor, Curtis Mayfield, the Swans, Pantytec, Mad Mike, the Association, Marc Almond, The Gun Club, The Pretty Things, Matthew Halsall, The Moleskins, 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)