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 St Lucia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Donald Byrd to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.

All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sonic Youth, kango's stein massive, Neil Young, Quando Quango, Lalann, Lakeside, Todd Terry, Urselle, The Motions, Grandmaster Flash, The Pretty Things, Animal Collective, Judy Mowatt, Gabor Szabo, Model 500, Junior Murvin, David McCallum, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Nas, Massinfluence, Make Up, Franke, Black Moon, The Move, DJ Sneak, Isaac Hayes, Ronnie Foster, Swans, The Busters, The Fire Engines, Trumans Water, Joe Smooth, PIL, The Toasters, Mo-Dettes, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Delon & Dalcan, Sister Nancy, Fela Kuti, Sällskapet, Alphaville, 8 Eyed Spy, Arthur Verocai, Thee Headcoats, ABBA, The Cure, Skaos, Connie Case, Tropical Tobacco, F. McDonald, Agitation Free, James Chance & The Contortions, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Television Personalities, Mad Mike, Youth Brigade, Blossom Toes, Excepter, Jeff Lynne, Pere Ubu, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.

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)