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 India and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Scion to the funk 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.

All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lebanon Hanover, Nils Olav, The Pretty Things, Gang Green, Henry Cow, June Days, Loose Ends, Moby Grape, JFA, Soul II Soul, Chris & Cosey, The Star Department, Sugar Minott, The Fortunes, Eve St. Jones, LL Cool J, Bizarre Inc., James White and The Blacks, Dawn Penn, Judy Mowatt, Public Enemy, Groovy Waters, Grandmaster Flash, Liaisons Dangereuses, Grauzone, Crispy Ambulance, Morten Harket, Sarah Menescal, In Retrospect, Visage, Spoonie Gee, This Heat, The Slits, Amon Düül, UT, Soul Sonic Force, Porter Ricks, The Pop Group, John Foxx, Delta 5, Harry Pussy, Glambeats Corp., Youth Brigade, The Blackbyrds, Skaos, The Cosmic Jokers, Danielle Patucci, Camberwell Now, The Mummies, The Cowsills, Peter & Gordon, Patti Smith, Tim Buckley, Skarface, Wasted Youth, Sister Nancy, Zapp, Joe Smooth, Stockholm Monsters, Blancmange, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.

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)