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 Saudi Arabia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lalann to the grunge 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.

All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Model 500, Warren Ellis, Maleditus Sound, Sparks, The United States of America, David Bowie, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Be Bop Deluxe, Country Joe & The Fish, Laurel Aitken, Alton Ellis, the Slits, Basic Channel, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Bobby Byrd, The Human League, Mark Hollis, The Searchers, The Real Kids, Barclay James Harvest, Donny Hathaway, Excepter, Gichy Dan, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Kango’s Stein Massive, Cabaret Voltaire, Blake Baxter, Alphaville, Underground Resistance, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Roxette, Pantaleimon, The Fuzztones, Tropical Tobacco, cv313, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Black Dice, Sonic Youth, Yazoo, Franke, The J.B.'s, The Fugs, Man Eating Sloth, Graham Central Station, The Cosmic Jokers, Mars, Grey Daturas, The Grass Roots, Brand Nubian, Matthew Bourne, Hashim, Radiohead, Black Sheep, Dave Gahan, Gong, Tomorrow, Index, Avey Tare, Lalann, Cameo, Marmalade, Alison Limerick, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.

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)