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 Ecuador and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Talk Talk to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.

All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Rotary Connection, Grey Daturas, The Martian, Young Marble Giants, Lindisfarne, Aural Exciters, The Moody Blues, Public Image Ltd., Scion, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Ten City, U.S. Maple, Camberwell Now, Thee Headcoats, A Flock of Seagulls, John Foxx, Blake Baxter, Von Mondo, Janne Schatter, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Frankie Knuckles, The Slits, Outsiders, Judy Mowatt, R.M.O., the Normal, The Fugs, Howard Jones, The Velvet Underground, D'Angelo, The Invisible, Spoonie Gee, Rapeman, Morten Harket, Nik Kershaw, The Fall, Das Ding, Stetsasonic, Gang Green, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, The Trojans, Black Flag, Yaz, Jeff Lynne, Lou Reed, The Modern Lovers, Hot Snakes, DJ Sneak, Vaughan Mason & Crew, The Index, Malaria!, Bush Tetras, La Düsseldorf, Sound Behaviour, Gang of Four, the Germs, Kevin Saunderson, Idris Muhammad, Easy Going, Ice-T, Roy Ayers, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.

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)