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 Vietnam and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Tom Boy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.

All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Von Mondo, Harmonia, Soul Sonic Force, Joey Negro, Ice-T, Symarip, Eurythmics, Television, Lalann, Grandmaster Flash, Kayak, Funky Four + One, Tom Boy, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Danielle Patucci, Girls At Our Best!, A Certain Ratio, Niagra, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Aswad, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Subhumans, Lower 48, Drive Like Jehu, The Fortunes, Gang of Four, Stockholm Monsters, Crispy Ambulance, Toni Rubio, Ajijia Myrayebe, The Raincoats, Liaisons Dangereuses, Fort Wilson Riot, Black Pus, Guru Guru, Joy Division, Japan, Average White Band, Moby Grape, Section 25, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Lungfish, Lindisfarne, Steve Hackett, Reagan Youth, Eric Copeland, Sonny Sharrock, Eric B and Rakim, Talk Talk, Moss Icon, The Cramps, Rekid, Organ, It's A Beautiful Day, Theoretical Girls, The Real Kids, K-Klass, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.

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)