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 Syria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Heaven 17 to the punk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.

All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Echo & the Bunnymen, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Roxette, The Cramps, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Terrestrial Tones, Leonard Cohen, Pagans, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Blackbyrds, Man Eating Sloth, Duran Duran, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, The J.B.'s, Idris Muhammad, Ralphi Rosario, Hoover, Bluetip, The Gladiators, June of 44, Urselle, Todd Rundgren, Nick Fraelich, Kurtis Blow, Agitation Free, The Velvet Underground, Babytalk, David Bowie, Fort Wilson Riot, Altered Images, Lakeside, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Donald Byrd, Rakim, This Heat, Carl Craig, The Searchers, Smog, Basic Channel, The Detroit Cobras, Amon Düül II, Ash Ra Tempel, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Skarface, Spandau Ballet, Albert Ayler, Pantaleimon, Ituana, Ultravox, Blake Baxter, Shuggie Otis, Brothers Johnson, Cabaret Voltaire, The Last Poets, Soulsonic Force, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Godley & Creme, Electric Light Orchestra, Yaz, Juan Atkins, The Trojans, Monolake, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.

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)