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 Latvia and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eddi Front to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.

All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

John Foxx, Andrew Hill, Ultimate Spinach, Quadrant, L. Decosne, Kayak, Lalann, Joyce Sims, Rufus Thomas, Youth Brigade, Duran Duran, Beasts of Bourbon, Laurel Aitken, China Crisis, It's A Beautiful Day, Johnny Clarke, Patti Smith, Chris & Cosey, kango's stein massive, Neu!, Bobbi Humphrey, The Sonics, Bobby Sherman, Scott Walker, Frankie Knuckles, Section 25, Ronan, Outsiders, Sarah Menescal, The Move, Theoretical Girls, Country Joe & The Fish, Marine Girls, Dave Gahan, Gregory Isaacs, cv313, Don Cherry, Be Bop Deluxe, the Normal, Man Eating Sloth, Parry Music, Bill Wells, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Howard Jones, Zero Boys, The Litter, Eli Mardock, Joe Finger, Fela Kuti, Amon Düül II, Rapeman, Banda Bassotti, Eric Copeland, Swell Maps, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Shadows of Knight, Royal Trux, Soul Sonic Force, Tom Boy, The Tremeloes, Sexual Harrassment, Harry Pussy, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.

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)