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 Iran and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Zero Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.

All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

David McCallum, Bobby Byrd, Barclay James Harvest, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Aural Exciters, Altered Images, The Victims, The Techniques, New York Dolls, Pharoah Sanders, the Bar-Kays, T. Rex, Jandek, Inner City, Sällskapet, The American Breed, MC5, Marine Girls, Technova, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Kings Of Tomorrow, Sparks, Gregory Isaacs, Zero Boys, Rosa Yemen, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Steve Hackett, Hardrive, Sugar Minott, The Cosmic Jokers, Bronski Beat, Fugazi, Grandmaster Flash, Pet Shop Boys, Procol Harum, Lightning Bolt, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Sight & Sound, Ossler, Nation of Ulysses, Mad Mike, Wolf Eyes, Judy Mowatt, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Fuzztones, The Young Rascals, Hoover, Soft Cell, Swell Maps, Talk Talk, Kaleidoscope, The Durutti Column, Yusef Lateef, Howard Jones, Be Bop Deluxe, Intrusion, Neu!, Deadbeat, Ronan, John Lydon, Slave, Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..

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)