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 Canada and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Evens to the rock 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 Fugs. All the underground hits.

All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan 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?

Alton Ellis, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Flash Fearless, Hardrive, Crispian St. Peters, U.S. Maple, Bill Wells, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Boogie Down Productions, Public Image Ltd., the Fania All-Stars, The Happenings, The Royal Family And The Poor, Cymande, Dead Boys, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Archie Shepp, Basic Channel, Section 25, Spoonie Gee, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Grandmaster Flash, Stetsasonic, The Fall, Drexciya, Supertramp, The Star Department, Arcadia, Lou Christie, The Cramps, The Smoke, Eddi Front, Eli Mardock, Harpers Bizarre, Y Pants, Television Personalities, The Pop Group, Radio Birdman, Moby Grape, CMW, The Fugs, Suburban Knight, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Patti Smith, Masters at Work, Minnie Riperton, Swell Maps, Erasure, Magma, Motorama, Mad Mike, The Walker Brothers, Lonnie Liston Smith, KRS-One, Clear Light, Echo & the Bunnymen, The Toasters, In Retrospect, Eric B and Rakim, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.

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)