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 Seychelles and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Young Rascals to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.

All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Pussy Galore, Jesper Dahlbäck, Dual Sessions, Kerri Chandler, Minnie Riperton, Radiohead, Public Image Ltd., Public Enemy, Wolf Eyes, Cymande, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Half Japanese, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, David Bowie, Absolute Body Control, Max Romeo, Theoretical Girls, Audionom, Monolake, Swell Maps, Wings, Kas Product, Pagans, Joensuu 1685, Magazine, Gregory Isaacs, Joe Smooth, Don Cherry, Archie Shepp, David McCallum, Quando Quango, Scrapy, Make Up, Mandrill, Barclay James Harvest, The Vogues, Sam Rivers, The Smoke, Ultramagnetic MC's, Judy Mowatt, The Gladiators, Sonic Youth, Agitation Free, Juan Atkins, Lindisfarne, Visage, Jeff Lynne, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Essential Logic, The Busters, Marvin Gaye, Susan Cadogan, Roxy Music, Ossler, The Selecter, Rekid, The Black Dice, Mary Jane Girls, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Brass Construction, Jeru the Damaja, Depeche Mode, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.

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)