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 Solomon Islands and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 The Golliwogs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.

All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kaleidoscope, Steve Hackett, The Standells, Grandmaster Flash, Country Joe & The Fish, Unrelated Segments, Joe Finger, Subhumans, Roxette, Quando Quango, London Community Gospel Choir, Con Funk Shun, Tres Demented, Sugar Minott, Bizarre Inc., Masters at Work, Erasure, Neu!, Pharoah Sanders, Flash Fearless, Dead Boys, The Move, Jacques Brel, Boogie Down Productions, La Düsseldorf, E-Dancer, Aural Exciters, The Gun Club, Cymande, Funkadelic, The Young Rascals, The Wake, John Foxx, Derrick May, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Cramps, The Velvet Underground, Sound Behaviour, Echo & the Bunnymen, Hoover, Minor Threat, The Zeros, Colin Newman, the Germs, The Fuzztones, Cybotron, Main Source, Visage, Can, Soft Cell, Spoonie Gee, X-101, Archie Shepp, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Newcleus, the Sonics, Lou Christie, Henry Cow, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, DJ Sneak, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.

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)