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 Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Dark Day to the funk 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.

All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gichy Dan, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Quadrant, Ultimate Spinach, Bobby Hutcherson, Albert Ayler, the Germs, Goldenarms, Rod Modell, This Heat, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lalo Schifrin, Howard Jones, The Five Americans, Liliput, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Young Rascals, Model 500, Sight & Sound, Peter and Kerry, Boredoms, Scrapy, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Cymande, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Mighty Diamonds, Beasts of Bourbon, Stockholm Monsters, Eddi Front, John Foxx, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Harmonia, Con Funk Shun, Icehouse, The Blues Magoos, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Soft Cell, Monolake, Gang Green, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Youth Brigade, Unrelated Segments, The Evens, Eric Dolphy, Johnny Clarke, Supertramp, Adolescents, Bauhaus, Kaleidoscope, Radio Birdman, R.M.O., The Zeros, Audionom, Minutemen, Ultra Naté, Bobby Womack, Michelle Simonal, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Wally Richardson, U.S. Maple, The Seeds, Junior Murvin, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.

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)