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 Malawi and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Nas to the jazz 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.

All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Pet Shop Boys, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Donny Hathaway, June of 44, Sandy B, the Fania All-Stars, The Flesh Eaters, ABBA, The Raincoats, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Seeds, Ultramagnetic MC's, U.S. Maple, Ultimate Spinach, Maurizio, Cymande, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Dead C, Gong, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Boredoms, Sonny Sharrock, EPMD, Intrusion, Cal Tjader, Rod Modell, Archie Shepp, The Angels of Light, The Detroit Cobras, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Bill Near, Jimmy McGriff, Camberwell Now, Eric Copeland, Television Personalities, Goldenarms, David Axelrod, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Albert Ayler, Icehouse, Nas, Marine Girls, The Mojo Men, Kevin Saunderson, Bill Wells, World's Most, Panda Bear, Gang of Four, Gang Starr, David Bowie, Junior Murvin, Lalo Schifrin, Yellowson, Fort Wilson Riot, Louis and Bebe Barron, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Charles Mingus, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.

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)