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 Yemen and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Niagra to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.

All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Soul Sonic Force, One Last Wish, Kool Moe Dee, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Darondo, The Black Dice, Ohio Players, Dennis Brown, Thompson Twins, Camberwell Now, Massinfluence, Blossom Toes, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Lindisfarne, Bobby Sherman, The Leaves, Marvin Gaye, Aaron Thompson, Marine Girls, Tres Demented, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Searchers, Echospace, Kenny Larkin, Eric Copeland, The Cowsills, Rhythim Is Rhythim, La Düsseldorf, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Little Man, Dark Day, Prince Buster, Brick, Depeche Mode, The Sonics, Stiv Bators, The Residents, Dual Sessions, Von Mondo, Marc Almond, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Bang On A Can, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Busters, Y Pants, John Lydon, Q65, The Slackers, Soulsonic Force, Bizarre Inc., The Trojans, Skarface, Interpol, The Cosmic Jokers, Ralphi Rosario, Bobby Womack, The Happenings, Traffic Nightmare, Symarip, Das Ding, Kayak, World's Most, The Smoke, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.

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)