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 Kiribati and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Faust to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.

All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

Swell Maps, Public Image Ltd., Rosa Yemen, Drexciya, Jerry's Kids, Yellowson, Eddi Front, The Names, The Beau Brummels, Massinfluence, Thee Headcoats, Pole, The Wake, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, David Axelrod, It's A Beautiful Day, Lebanon Hanover, Liaisons Dangereuses, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Alton Ellis, The Doors, Visage, The Black Dice, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Sonny Sharrock, Delon & Dalcan, Soft Machine, The Fuzztones, Scrapy, Livin' Joy, Buzzcocks, Half Japanese, The Leaves, Desert Stars, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Johnny Osbourne, Al Stewart, Mary Jane Girls, The Pretty Things, The Kinks, Harry Pussy, Bobby Hutcherson, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Rakim, Cheater Slicks, Fluxion, The Gun Club, Gerry Rafferty, Jerry Gold Smith, Technova, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Cymande, Dave Gahan, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Basic Channel, the Sonics, Sight & Sound, Donny Hathaway, the Normal, Jesper Dahlbäck, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.

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)