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 Singapore and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pussy Galore to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.

All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Khruangbin, Country Teasers, The Busters, OOIOO, The Buckinghams, The Sonics, Dennis Brown, Blossom Toes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, the Association, Urselle, Magazine, Joyce Sims, Hashim, Sight & Sound, Judy Mowatt, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Peter and Kerry, The Barracudas, Average White Band, The Names, JFA, Desert Stars, Marmalade, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Al Stewart, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Metal Thangz, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Fluxion, Deakin, Echospace, Youth Brigade, Mandrill, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Das Ding, Dead Boys, Minny Pops, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Ossler, Bizarre Inc., Monolake, Jacob Miller, Fugazi, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, DeepChord presents Echospace, Prince Buster, Roxy Music, Chris Corsano, Minor Threat, The Pop Group, Inner City, The Residents, Oneida, Glambeats Corp., Frankie Knuckles, Au Pairs, The Gun Club, Cybotron, Harpers Bizarre, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Fort Wilson Riot, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.

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)