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 Nigeria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar 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 Soul II Soul 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.

All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Neil Young, Mission of Burma, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Beau Brummels, Fort Wilson Riot, Absolute Body Control, The Sonics, Letta Mbulu, Jacques Brel, Yusef Lateef, Zero Boys, Radiohead, Morten Harket, JFA, T. Rex, The Move, Stiv Bators, Nik Kershaw, Harmonia, The Electric Prunes, Pole, Howard Jones, Jeff Lynne, The Motions, Malaria!, Louis and Bebe Barron, Bauhaus, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Fear, Fifty Foot Hose, Marvin Gaye, Ronnie Foster, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Doobie Brothers, Oppenheimer Analysis, the Bar-Kays, Organ, The Misunderstood, Gang Green, Wings, Tubeway Army, Deakin, Agent Orange, The Five Americans, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Wire, the Soft Cell, Scion, Glenn Branca, Girls At Our Best!, Joe Smooth, The Red Krayola, cv313, Hardrive, Roxette, Fugazi, Tomorrow, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.

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)