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 Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aswad to the rock 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.

All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

MDC, Country Joe & The Fish, Tim Buckley, Bobby Byrd, June of 44, Essential Logic, Man Parrish, Kurtis Blow, Parry Music, Suburban Knight, Japan, Theoretical Girls, Sly & The Family Stone, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Johnny Clarke, The Knickerbockers, Wolf Eyes, The Shadows of Knight, Bang On A Can, Joensuu 1685, The Alarm Clocks, The Zeros, Unrelated Segments, Pulsallama, Scan 7, Technova, Roger Hodgson, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Fear, Radiopuhelimet, Laurel Aitken, Charles Mingus, The Leaves, Henry Cow, Soul Sonic Force, Tres Demented, 48th St. Collective, Tomorrow, Jeff Mills, John Cale, Michelle Simonal, Ash Ra Tempel, Tubeway Army, Josef K, Adolescents, Crooked Eye, Mantronix, Heaven 17, Monks, Donny Hathaway, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Second Layer, Mandrill, Darondo, Brand Nubian, Swans, E-Dancer, The Moleskins, The Offenders, Barbara Tucker, Kango’s Stein Massive, Davy DMX, Jesper Dahlbäck, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.

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)