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 Chad and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grass Roots. All the underground hits.

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

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a linndrum and a 808 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

It's A Beautiful Day, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Archie Shepp, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Patti Smith, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Wally Richardson, MC5, Panda Bear, Gang of Four, Sister Nancy, Donny Hathaway, New Order, Brothers Johnson, Flash Fearless, kango's stein massive, The Zeros, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Peter and Kerry, Sarah Menescal, Faust, Cameo, Crispian St. Peters, DJ Style, Goldenarms, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Pere Ubu, Eric Dolphy, Marshall Jefferson, Blossom Toes, K-Klass, Bobby Womack, Soft Machine, The Index, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Aswad, Yaz, Delta 5, Sonny Sharrock, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Gang Starr, Massinfluence, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Steve Hackett, Bob Dylan, Roy Ayers, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Monochrome Set, The Pretty Things, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Move, Nico, Chrome, Con Funk Shun, DNA, Tommy Roe, Cluster, Duran Duran, The Victims, The Selecter, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.

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)