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 Pakistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 KRS-One to the dance 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.

All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Nico, The Neon Judgement, The Electric Prunes, Subhumans, The Monks, Slave, Cal Tjader, The J.B.'s, Mission of Burma, Wolf Eyes, Popol Vuh, Eli Mardock, Ralphi Rosario, Echo & the Bunnymen, Alton Ellis, Michelle Simonal, The Skatalites, Juan Atkins, Moss Icon, Camberwell Now, Depeche Mode, Janne Schatter, Bush Tetras, ABC, The Dirtbombs, Aaron Thompson, The Young Rascals, Quadrant, Tubeway Army, Colin Newman, Idris Muhammad, Marc Almond, Johnny Clarke, Joensuu 1685, Groovy Waters, Pulsallama, DeepChord presents Echospace, ABBA, Eric Dolphy, Barrington Levy, the Human League, Tears for Fears, Black Pus, Soft Machine, Ultra Naté, U.S. Maple, Funkadelic, Flipper, Thee Headcoats, Porter Ricks, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Chrome, The Misunderstood, Duran Duran, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Zapp, Lonnie Liston Smith, Television, Wally Richardson, Flash Fearless, Mary Jane Girls, Section 25, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.

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)