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 Luxembourg and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead C. All the underground hits.

All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Deepchord, Rekid, John Cale, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, The Leaves, Maleditus Sound, Cabaret Voltaire, Tubeway Army, the Normal, Basic Channel, 10cc, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Mantronix, Anakelly, The Mighty Diamonds, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, In Retrospect, Mo-Dettes, Eric Copeland, Ossler, Rotary Connection, Gichy Dan, Pet Shop Boys, Patti Smith, Derrick Morgan, A Flock of Seagulls, Dark Day, Moebius, Swans, Todd Terry, The Knickerbockers, Soul II Soul, The Sound, kango's stein massive, The Star Department, Pagans, Malaria!, Flamin' Groovies, David McCallum, Icehouse, Arthur Verocai, Camberwell Now, Toni Rubio, The Fugs, Bobby Womack, K-Klass, Barry Ungar, DeepChord presents Echospace, Franke, D'Angelo, Godley & Creme, Rites of Spring, DJ Sneak, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Bootsy Collins, Traffic Nightmare, Charles Mingus, Bobbi Humphrey, Radio Birdman, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.

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)