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 Bulgaria and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 KRS-One to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.

All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

X-102, Jawbox, cv313, U.S. Maple, Circle Jerks, Sight & Sound, Deepchord, Magazine, The Star Department, Guru Guru, Rekid, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, ABC, Aswad, the Normal, Bad Manners, The Pretty Things, Kings Of Tomorrow, Main Source, The Vogues, Gang of Four, Gian Franco Pienzio, Throbbing Gristle, Mad Mike, a-ha, Larry & the Blue Notes, Selector Dub Narcotic, EPMD, The Cosmic Jokers, Janne Schatter, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Agent Orange, Lou Reed & John Cale, Jimmy McGriff, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Black Bananas, One Last Wish, Josef K, Sarah Menescal, Sun Ra Arkestra, David Bowie, Black Moon, The J.B.'s, The Flesh Eaters, Terrestrial Tones, The Index, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Dual Sessions, Alton Ellis, Easy Going, Bobbi Humphrey, Kerri Chandler, Bauhaus, Howard Jones, The Modern Lovers, The Real Kids, Curtis Mayfield, The Happenings, Lou Reed, the Soft Cell, Scion, The Trojans, Stereo Dub, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.

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)