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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Intrusion to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.

All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Massinfluence, Technova, the Bar-Kays, Pet Shop Boys, London Community Gospel Choir, Fluxion, Au Pairs, Toni Rubio, Ossler, Amazonics, Thee Headcoats, Ohio Players, Echo & the Bunnymen, Joe Finger, Scientists, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Althea and Donna, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Juan Atkins, Pantytec, The Gladiators, Ronnie Foster, Fort Wilson Riot, Piero Umiliani, Subhumans, Banda Bassotti, Peter & Gordon, Jacques Brel, Eurythmics, Boz Scaggs, Warsaw, In Retrospect, Joe Smooth, Von Mondo, Metal Thangz, Derrick May, Soft Cell, Bang On A Can, Deepchord, E-Dancer, Underground Resistance, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Crispy Ambulance, The Fall, Dawn Penn, Reuben Wilson, Kayak, Buzzcocks, Bobbi Humphrey, U.S. Maple, Aaron Thompson, Eli Mardock, Tim Buckley, DeepChord presents Echospace, Kool Moe Dee, Avey Tare, ABBA, John Holt, Half Japanese, Harpers Bizarre, The Human League, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Jeff Lynne, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.

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)