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 Zambia and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 a-ha to the grunge 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.

All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camouflage, The Techniques, Kerri Chandler, Scott Walker, Gang Green, Underground Resistance, Cameo, Organ, Ultra Naté, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Chrome, Rufus Thomas, Lou Reed & Metallica, Eve St. Jones, Massinfluence, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, The Standells, Traffic Nightmare, Warsaw, Babytalk, Rod Modell, Popol Vuh, Kenny Larkin, Metal Thangz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Neil Young, Gerry Rafferty, Deepchord, The Martian, Television Personalities, Sugar Minott, Brass Construction, Jacques Brel, The Pretty Things, Loose Ends, Todd Rundgren, Guru Guru, Ludus, Das Ding, The Pop Group, The Cowsills, JFA, Easy Going, The Gun Club, The Black Dice, The Barracudas, Gabor Szabo, Sound Behaviour, The Litter, Joey Negro, The Fall, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, R.M.O., Neu!, Talk Talk, The Cosmic Jokers, Yaz, Mo-Dettes, Darondo, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)