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 Cambodia and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jacques Brel to the grime 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.

All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Jesper Dahlbäck, Moss Icon, Danielle Patucci, Pierre Henry, Kerrie Biddell, Soulsonic Force, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Robert Görl, Ponytail, Lungfish, UT, Fela Kuti, The Moody Blues, Hardrive, Wire, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Easy Going, Kenny Larkin, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Schoolly D, Can, Crime, Jerry Gold Smith, Gian Franco Pienzio, Theoretical Girls, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Doobie Brothers, The Last Poets, Eyeless In Gaza, Kool Moe Dee, Altered Images, The Trojans, Flipper, Index, The Royal Family And The Poor, Inner City, Sister Nancy, Man Eating Sloth, Terry Callier, Roy Ayers, Kerri Chandler, Ajijia Myrayebe, Funkadelic, Underground Resistance, Cybotron, Terrestrial Tones, The Golliwogs, Barry Ungar, Kings Of Tomorrow, Rites of Spring, Soul Sonic Force, Vainqueur, Matthew Halsall, Smog, Rufus Thomas, Country Joe & The Fish, Aswad, Second Layer, FM Einheit, It's A Beautiful Day, Ten City, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.

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)