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 Iceland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Skaos to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.

All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sight & Sound, The Gladiators, K-Klass, Sparks, Roxette, Maurizio, The Doobie Brothers, The Gap Band, Scientists, D'Angelo, The Pop Group, Hardrive, Audionom, Warren Ellis, Shuggie Otis, Darondo, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, The Evens, Marmalade, Cluster, Kayak, Barry Ungar, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Radio Birdman, Zapp, Average White Band, Sugar Minott, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Neil Young, Livin' Joy, Soul II Soul, Rekid, Warsaw, Boredoms, Matthew Halsall, cv313, Pagans, Hot Snakes, Magma, Amazonics, Chris Corsano, Barbara Tucker, Agitation Free, Gichy Dan, Steve Hackett, Blake Baxter, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Flipper, Marine Girls, Lonnie Liston Smith, Sun Ra, Laurel Aitken, Grauzone, The Move, Oblivians, Bluetip, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Vainqueur, Ice-T, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.

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)