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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Index to the jazz 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.

All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, Girls At Our Best!, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Subhumans, Lou Reed & Metallica, Bush Tetras, Swans, LL Cool J, Simply Red, Tubeway Army, Derrick May, Tomorrow, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Bobby Sherman, Joy Division, Parry Music, Eve St. Jones, Larry & the Blue Notes, Mad Mike, Rekid, Q and Not U, Juan Atkins, Sex Pistols, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Siglo XX, The Slits, Blake Baxter, Delta 5, The Gories, Deadbeat, Smog, T.S.O.L., Crooked Eye, Angry Samoans, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Jesus and Mary Chain, OOIOO, CMW, The Buckinghams, Tears for Fears, David Bowie, Faraquet, Tommy Roe, The Music Machine, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Letta Mbulu, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Scott Walker, Skriet, Youth Brigade, The Fugs, Marcia Griffiths, Mars, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Nas, The Knickerbockers, Kenny Larkin, Warren Ellis, Barclay James Harvest, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.

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)