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 Senegal and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sun Ra to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.

All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Mojo Men, Tubeway Army, Jeff Lynne, cv313, The Blackbyrds, Television Personalities, Moby Grape, Curtis Mayfield, Pere Ubu, Glambeats Corp., Laurel Aitken, Lou Reed & John Cale, The Misunderstood, Big Daddy Kane, Monolake, Ronan, Lightning Bolt, A Flock of Seagulls, Fat Boys, Rhythm & Sound, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Essential Logic, The Sonics, Cecil Taylor, Hasil Adkins, Nas, Swell Maps, Infiniti, Dorothy Ashby, Visage, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Joyce Sims, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, T.S.O.L., Cybotron, Symarip, The Trojans, Soulsonic Force, Jacob Miller, Alphaville, Gang Starr, Cymande, Stereo Dub, The Chocolate Watch Band, Boz Scaggs, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Piero Umiliani, Electric Prunes, Parry Music, One Last Wish, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Kango’s Stein Massive, Marvin Gaye, KRS-One, Japan, Public Enemy, Saccharine Trust, the Slits, June Days, Scion, The Monks, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)