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 Jordan and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Idris Muhammad to the punk 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 ABC. All the underground hits.

All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Unrelated Segments record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

K-Klass, The Beau Brummels, Colin Newman, Niagra, Michelle Simonal, The Cramps, Jerry Gold Smith, Von Mondo, Stetsasonic, Rotary Connection, Electric Prunes, Pussy Galore, Johnny Clarke, Pet Shop Boys, The Pretty Things, Animal Collective, Sun Ra Arkestra, Minor Threat, Mission of Burma, E-Dancer, Jeff Lynne, Shuggie Otis, The Invisible, The Doobie Brothers, Marvin Gaye, The Buckinghams, Maurizio, Country Teasers, Scientists, The Velvet Underground, Rhythm & Sound, Neil Young, Kevin Saunderson, Yaz, The Last Poets, The Barracudas, Hashim, 10cc, Chris & Cosey, A Certain Ratio, Sällskapet, Joe Smooth, Crispian St. Peters, Pierre Henry, Babytalk, Gregory Isaacs, Chris Corsano, Silicon Teens, CMW, Outsiders, The United States of America, 48th St. Collective, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Bill Wells, Steve Hackett, Symarip, Eve St. Jones, Matthew Halsall, Gil Scott Heron, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Loose Ends, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.

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)