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 Taiwan and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 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 Stereo Dub to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.

All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

ABBA, Howard Jones, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Josef K, Infiniti, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Sonics, Steve Hackett, Sister Nancy, Connie Case, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Interpol, Oneida, Sarah Menescal, Marine Girls, Dual Sessions, The Cowsills, The Misunderstood, DeepChord presents Echospace, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Index, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Maleditus Sound, The Happenings, Little Man, Bush Tetras, New York Dolls, Todd Terry, Tomorrow, E-Dancer, Scan 7, Neil Young, Brick, Royal Trux, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Remains, Delon & Dalcan, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Dave Gahan, Susan Cadogan, Monks, T.S.O.L., Ohio Players, Masters at Work, Blancmange, It's A Beautiful Day, Liliput, Hashim, The Red Krayola, Donald Byrd, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Moody Blues, Isaac Hayes, Eddi Front, Max Romeo, Public Image Ltd., Sam Rivers, Tom Boy, The Walker Brothers, Gang of Four, Flamin' Groovies, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.

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)