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 Korea South and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eden Ahbez to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.

All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Fatback Band, Sonny Sharrock, Gerry Rafferty, Basic Channel, Sun Ra, Television Personalities, The Slackers, Rufus Thomas, Lee Hazlewood, Roger Hodgson, Flipper, Young Marble Giants, Ralphi Rosario, Cal Tjader, Mad Mike, Eric Copeland, The Shadows of Knight, DJ Sneak, the Swans, Josef K, Wasted Youth, Todd Terry, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sugar Minott, Minor Threat, The Barracudas, The Smiths, Ponytail, Aswad, Cheater Slicks, Panda Bear, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Bush Tetras, The Neon Judgement, Robert Wyatt, Warren Ellis, Frankie Knuckles, Swans, Jandek, The Victims, the Human League, Radio Birdman, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Al Stewart, Swell Maps, Electric Prunes, Sam Rivers, Duran Duran, Cybotron, The Litter, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Unwound, Tropical Tobacco, Khruangbin, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Davy DMX, Tubeway Army, Alice Coltrane, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)