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 Russia and from London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ronnie Foster to the grime 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.

All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Hasil Adkins, Bootsy Collins, Supertramp, Y Pants, The Real Kids, Erasure, Brass Construction, Jeff Lynne, The Pretty Things, D'Angelo, Bill Near, Gian Franco Pienzio, Maurizio, Essential Logic, Donny Hathaway, Con Funk Shun, Ponytail, Minny Pops, Gang Green, Alton Ellis, Jerry's Kids, Lou Reed & Metallica, the Swans, Agitation Free, Arab on Radar, Chris & Cosey, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Dead C, The Names, Arcadia, The Angels of Light, Bill Wells, Severed Heads, The Count Five, ABC, Hardrive, Harpers Bizarre, Pagans, Chrome, Urselle, The Wake, The Divine Comedy, The Tremeloes, The Beau Brummels, Jerry Gold Smith, Jeru the Damaja, The Stooges, Godley & Creme, Marmalade, Gabor Szabo, Darondo, La Düsseldorf, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Symarip, The Human League, Audionom, The Five Americans, Vainqueur, The Vogues, Lucky Dragons, Royal Trux, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Sandy B, Black Pus, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.

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)