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 France and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Swell Maps to the disco 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.

All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Morten Harket, Shoche, Public Enemy, Niagra, Second Layer, Basic Channel, Deadbeat, Slave, Toni Rubio, Jeff Mills, Faraquet, Todd Rundgren, Interpol, Eyeless In Gaza, Sex Pistols, Smog, Joensuu 1685, Selector Dub Narcotic, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Anakelly, Rhythm & Sound, It's A Beautiful Day, DeepChord presents Echospace, Josef K, Gichy Dan, The Dirtbombs, Joyce Sims, Monks, Barrington Levy, Fad Gadget, The Monks, The Angels of Light, Bronski Beat, The Standells, Ossler, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Aloha Tigers, Con Funk Shun, Alphaville, The Skatalites, The Blues Magoos, Skarface, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Nirvana, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Fela Kuti, Ultra Naté, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Hashim, Tom Boy, 8 Eyed Spy, The Kinks, Kool Moe Dee, Lucky Dragons, Amon Düül, Joe Smooth, The Toasters, The Searchers, Oppenheimer Analysis, Brick, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Amazonics, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.

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)