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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Roxette 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 CMW. All the underground hits.

All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

FM Einheit, Slave, Unrelated Segments, Ultra Naté, Man Eating Sloth, Average White Band, kango's stein massive, DJ Style, Vaughan Mason & Crew, The Tremeloes, Oblivians, Rekid, Schoolly D, Peter & Gordon, T. Rex, the Association, Amon Düül II, The Cramps, Dead Boys, Joyce Sims, Funky Four + One, Inner City, Brass Construction, Deadbeat, The Velvet Underground, Gang Starr, Bauhaus, Lebanon Hanover, The Zeros, Alison Limerick, Suburban Knight, Susan Cadogan, Bluetip, Joy Division, Harpers Bizarre, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Animal Collective, Zapp, Barclay James Harvest, Infiniti, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Joey Negro, Nik Kershaw, Be Bop Deluxe, The Slackers, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Godley & Creme, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Cymande, Suicide, Gang of Four, the Sonics, Con Funk Shun, Japan, Sun Ra, Aaron Thompson, Sugar Minott, John Coltrane, Harry Pussy, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Junior Murvin, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.

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)