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 Colombia and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Niagra to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.

All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Bill Near, Vainqueur, Au Pairs, Jeff Mills, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Larry & the Blue Notes, Sound Behaviour, Todd Rundgren, Gerry Rafferty, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Standells, Rhythm & Sound, Parry Music, Marvin Gaye, Marine Girls, Peter & Gordon, Section 25, The Happenings, Tommy Roe, The Smoke, Derrick Morgan, The Monks, Roy Ayers, E-Dancer, Intrusion, Simply Red, Newcleus, DNA, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, DeepChord presents Echospace, Motorama, Popol Vuh, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Unrelated Segments, Girls At Our Best!, The Index, Robert Görl, Urselle, Harmonia, Barclay James Harvest, Soft Cell, Amon Düül, Strawberry Alarm Clock, The Mummies, Henry Cow, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Jawbox, Cameo, Rotary Connection, Yellowson, Bobby Womack, Nik Kershaw, Pantaleimon, Donald Byrd, Ronnie Foster, Hashim, Bush Tetras, The Gap Band, Ossler, The Fall, Index, Index, Index, Index.

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)