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 St Lucia and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Drexciya to the jazz 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.

All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Easy Going, Pharoah Sanders, Isaac Hayes, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Eden Ahbez, Rosa Yemen, Derrick Morgan, Bronski Beat, Eurythmics, David McCallum, Soft Machine, Pere Ubu, Moby Grape, The Gun Club, Crispy Ambulance, Louis and Bebe Barron, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Star Department, Television, Sad Lovers and Giants, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Albert Ayler, U.S. Maple, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Brothers Johnson, Prince Buster, Bluetip, Metal Thangz, Selector Dub Narcotic, Joe Finger, Althea and Donna, Gang of Four, Scott Walker, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Matthew Halsall, Aaron Thompson, Pet Shop Boys, Joensuu 1685, Laurel Aitken, Grey Daturas, Mary Jane Girls, DNA, Aural Exciters, Make Up, Black Bananas, Radiopuhelimet, Negative Approach, Echospace, Flipper, D'Angelo, Joe Smooth, Jerry Gold Smith, Jeff Mills, Electric Prunes, The Pop Group, Oblivians, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Unwound, Wire, Dawn Penn, Duran Duran, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.

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)