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 Cuba and from Edmonton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chris Corsano to the disco 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.

All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

Dual Sessions, cv313, Radio Birdman, Skarface, John Lydon, D'Angelo, The Gap Band, Can, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Move, Blossom Toes, Pagans, Motorama, Tom Boy, Ultimate Spinach, Maurizio, The Vogues, Joe Smooth, Monolake, the Association, Mandrill, Boz Scaggs, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, DJ Style, Mary Jane Girls, Ituana, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Second Layer, Cal Tjader, Donald Byrd, The Skatalites, Panda Bear, The Sisters of Mercy, Harmonia, Davy DMX, La Düsseldorf, Little Man, Ajijia Myrayebe, Bobby Sherman, Cecil Taylor, Brass Construction, Anthony Braxton, Nirvana, Excepter, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Soulsonic Force, Sexual Harrassment, 10cc, Symarip, Lower 48, Fat Boys, Surgeon, The Kinks, the Fania All-Stars, Steve Hackett, Laurel Aitken, Funky Four + One, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.

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)