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 Burundi and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.

All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

Drexciya, Andrew Hill, Funky Four + One, Fela Kuti, Mantronix, Desert Stars, Symarip, DJ Style, Aural Exciters, Junior Murvin, Archie Shepp, Kurtis Blow, June of 44, China Crisis, U.S. Maple, The Fugs, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Trojans, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Marine Girls, Ajijia Myrayebe, Sex Pistols, The Zeros, X-101, Smog, Lower 48, Lalann, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Albert Ayler, Crispian St. Peters, The Angels of Light, Bobbi Humphrey, Blossom Toes, The Names, H. Thieme, Pet Shop Boys, Deepchord, Suicide, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Khruangbin, Eve St. Jones, Curtis Mayfield, Ronnie Foster, Electric Prunes, Michelle Simonal, Neu!, Oblivians, FM Einheit, Reuben Wilson, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Public Enemy, Heaven 17, Public Image Ltd., Das Ding, Lou Reed, Grey Daturas, MDC, The Golliwogs, Lou Christie, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.

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)