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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the jazz 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.

All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme 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?

Colin Newman, Boredoms, Eurythmics, The Residents, Albert Ayler, ABC, Nils Olav, Intrusion, Carl Craig, Johnny Osbourne, Ultimate Spinach, Main Source, Sad Lovers and Giants, Susan Cadogan, Au Pairs, Donny Hathaway, The Trojans, Rod Modell, Marmalade, the Soft Cell, Saccharine Trust, Cybotron, Anakelly, Gil Scott Heron, Gichy Dan, Alison Limerick, The American Breed, The Move, Cymande, The Count Five, Dark Day, Whodini, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Crooked Eye, New York Dolls, Dual Sessions, Jacob Miller, Basic Channel, Black Moon, Robert Wyatt, Jacques Brel, DeepChord presents Echospace, Loose Ends, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Max Romeo, The Gories, U.S. Maple, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Excepter, 10cc, Sunsets and Hearts, Hasil Adkins, Idris Muhammad, The Fortunes, Sugar Minott, Dead Boys, The Zeros, The Offenders, Blake Baxter, Mars, L. Decosne, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.

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)