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 Hungary and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Motorama to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.

All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, Black Sheep, Warren Ellis, Das Ding, Ten City, Smog, Chrome, Bobby Sherman, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Girls At Our Best!, Funky Four + One, Jesper Dahlback, Ultramagnetic MC's, Beasts of Bourbon, The Music Machine, Desert Stars, The Durutti Column, Lower 48, Susan Cadogan, Monks, Heavy D & The Boyz, Eurythmics, Ajijia Myrayebe, Franke, Ludus, Quando Quango, Scan 7, The Vogues, Kerrie Biddell, These Immortal Souls, Subhumans, The Cure, X-101, Accadde A, Technova, Grandmaster Flash, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Spandau Ballet, Sexual Harrassment, Todd Terry, Can, Deakin, Suburban Knight, The Angels of Light, Ronnie Foster, Gichy Dan, Godley & Creme, Sad Lovers and Giants, Lungfish, Dawn Penn, Guru Guru, Slave, Jacob Miller, Boogie Down Productions, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Severed Heads, Sun Ra Arkestra, Soul II Soul, The Gap Band, Arab on Radar, The Doobie Brothers, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.

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)