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 Senegal and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rekid to the rock 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.

All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 & Crazy Horse, Saccharine Trust, Lou Reed, Zapp, Aaron Thompson, Eddi Front, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Deepchord, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, The Remains, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Cure, Kevin Saunderson, The Buckinghams, The Last Poets, Fear, New Order, Negative Approach, The Searchers, Unrelated Segments, Kerrie Biddell, Shoche, Japan, Soul II Soul, Gian Franco Pienzio, DNA, Ultramagnetic MC's, the Sonics, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Camberwell Now, The Smoke, Neil Young, The Blues Magoos, Fad Gadget, Section 25, Yazoo, Gang Starr, Josef K, Infiniti, Susan Cadogan, Sexual Harrassment, Vainqueur, Ponytail, Cluster, June of 44, Johnny Clarke, Technova, Tears for Fears, a-ha, OOIOO, Amazonics, Aloha Tigers, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Blackbyrds, Yellowson, Basic Channel, Desert Stars, the Bar-Kays, Motorama, Public Enemy, The Sound, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.

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)