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 Finland and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Gong to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.

All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

L. Decosne, Dark Day, Rekid, Average White Band, Sällskapet, Rhythim Is Rhythim, The Buckinghams, Idris Muhammad, Lou Christie, Duran Duran, Man Eating Sloth, Grey Daturas, Brothers Johnson, Gichy Dan, Fat Boys, Joey Negro, Suburban Knight, Yusef Lateef, The Evens, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Malaria!, Gang Starr, Bob Dylan, Dave Gahan, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Raincoats, Bad Manners, K-Klass, Blake Baxter, The Fortunes, Hoover, Gastr Del Sol, Animal Collective, Siglo XX, Toni Rubio, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Dorothy Ashby, Skarface, The Sisters of Mercy, Yellowson, The Monks, The Techniques, Scientists, Traffic Nightmare, Bobby Sherman, Technova, David Axelrod, The Litter, Lakeside, Gong, The American Breed, Youth Brigade, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Sparks, Jerry Gold Smith, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Pop Group, Nation of Ulysses, The Happenings, The Pretty Things, Roger Hodgson, ABBA, Marc Almond, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.

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)