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 Congo and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Laurel Aitken to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.

All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Gang Green, Pantytec, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Rites of Spring, Traffic Nightmare, Soft Machine, Derrick Morgan, Pharoah Sanders, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, X-Ray Spex, 10cc, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Mars, Tropical Tobacco, Camberwell Now, The Raincoats, Au Pairs, Henry Cow, Steve Hackett, Vladislav Delay, Arcadia, Siglo XX, Niagra, Fat Boys, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Birthday Party, Pet Shop Boys, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Terrestrial Tones, Anthony Braxton, Stiv Bators, Warren Ellis, Spandau Ballet, Gil Scott Heron, The Grass Roots, E-Dancer, Brand Nubian, The Names, Little Man, Strawberry Alarm Clock, John Holt, Curtis Mayfield, Visage, Scion, Porter Ricks, Public Image Ltd., Lonnie Liston Smith, Blake Baxter, Sam Rivers, Inner City, Brass Construction, A Certain Ratio, Alice Coltrane, Wings, The Cramps, Freddie Wadling, Rekid, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, The Gories, Cymande, Yaz, Stockholm Monsters, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.

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)