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 Belarus and from Calgary.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hardrive to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.

All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Roxy Music, T.S.O.L., the Association, Angry Samoans, Grey Daturas, Lungfish, The Red Krayola, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, UT, Wire, Marvin Gaye, Roxette, Derrick Morgan, Susan Cadogan, The Vogues, Eli Mardock, Black Sheep, John Holt, Darondo, The Doors, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Steve Hackett, Henry Cow, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, David Axelrod, Eric Copeland, Sun Ra Arkestra, Quadrant, Derrick May, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Metal Thangz, Jerry's Kids, ABBA, Isaac Hayes, Skaos, Byron Stingily, Donald Byrd, Mark Hollis, Grandmaster Flash, Amon Düül II, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Pierre Henry, Lucky Dragons, Mission of Burma, Dave Gahan, June Days, Ituana, Absolute Body Control, Yellowson, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Davy DMX, The Dead C, Amon Düül, The Mummies, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Raincoats, Alphaville, DeepChord presents Echospace, Audionom, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.

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)