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 Eritrea and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.

All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lou Reed & Metallica, Infiniti, Curtis Mayfield, Louis and Bebe Barron, Alison Limerick, Bush Tetras, K-Klass, Stereo Dub, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Main Source, Buzzcocks, The Count Five, Peter and Kerry, 8 Eyed Spy, David Bowie, Harpers Bizarre, The Sound, Grey Daturas, The Blues Magoos, Flash Fearless, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Newcleus, Crispy Ambulance, Pere Ubu, The Modern Lovers, Warren Ellis, Sunsets and Hearts, Ponytail, John Coltrane, The Mummies, Henry Cow, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Roxy Music, H. Thieme, Scratch Acid, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Man Parrish, Colin Newman, China Crisis, Supertramp, Shuggie Otis, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Robert Hood, Jawbox, Mo-Dettes, Danielle Patucci, Radio Birdman, Youth Brigade, Bronski Beat, Wire, Flamin' Groovies, Cal Tjader, B.T. Express, D'Angelo, Sexual Harrassment, Talk Talk, Lucky Dragons, Oppenheimer Analysis, Swans, Bizarre Inc., Zero Boys, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)