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 China and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pylon to the jazz 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.

All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Icehouse, Electric Prunes, Buzzcocks, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Soul Sonic Force, Basic Channel, Scion, Danielle Patucci, New Age Steppers, Black Moon, Adolescents, Aaron Thompson, The Fall, Sound Behaviour, Popol Vuh, Qualms, The Offenders, Erasure, Ponytail, The Cowsills, Mo-Dettes, Michelle Simonal, Carl Craig, Boogie Down Productions, Thompson Twins, Sly & The Family Stone, Fela Kuti, David McCallum, Con Funk Shun, The Durutti Column, Supertramp, Mandrill, Bobby Byrd, Mantronix, Eric Dolphy, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, 8 Eyed Spy, Lungfish, Flamin' Groovies, Faraquet, the Normal, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Magazine, Skarface, Letta Mbulu, Spandau Ballet, Ultra Naté, The Zeros, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, La Düsseldorf, The Mojo Men, Piero Umiliani, Chris & Cosey, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Sisters of Mercy, John Lydon, Quadrant, Morten Harket, Ornette Coleman, The Moody Blues, Saccharine Trust, A Flock of Seagulls, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.

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)